Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A F**k

I don't give a
done push me to the limit the more I live
I might blow up any minute, did it
Now I'm in the back of the paddy
While this bragging about the ni**a he's jackin
I see no
All I see is ni**as fast
The of a gun blast
watch the hurst past
Just day in the life G
Gotta step 'cause cops tried to snippe me
The catch, don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then have an accident and pick up another man

I went to the to cash my cheque
I get more respect from the muthaf**kin man
The Grammy's and the American shows pimp us like hoes
They got but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the real

And f**k trying to get with crooked a*s hypocrites
They way they see it, we was to be keep down
Just understand why we getting respect now
Mama told me they're be days like
But I'm cause it stays like this
And now trying to send me off to Kuwait
a break
How much can a ni**a take
I ain't goin' no how
What you wanna throw
Better bring guns pal
this is the day we make 'em pay
f**k bailin' hate I and spray with my A-K
And if they shoot me down
There'll be ni**a bigger
from the underground

So step but you better quick
Cause the goin' tick and I'm sick of the bulls**t
You're watching the of a physco-path
The truth last
Before the wrath and
Who's that the trigger?
do yah figure!?
A night ni**a
Ready to buck and rip up
I had enough and I give a f**k

ni**as!, just the blacks
also a of mutha-f**kas dressed in blue slacks
say ni**as hang in packs and their attitude is s**tty
Tell me, who's the gang of ni**as in the city
They say ni**as to do ni**as
Throw me in the cuffs just two ni**as
A street walkin' ni**a and a beat walkin' ni**a with a
I had to shoot yah and the for the blast take his cash
And bash his head in dump him at the in
And that's his luck
Cause a ni**a me
don't really a f**k

Walked in the store everybody staring at
They act like never seen a muthaf**ker wearing black
a ni**a and s**t
Ain't a bi**h
All I wanted was some
I wanna take my else where
But
Cause who in the hell
About a black man with a black
wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is more
His pension, and then some
daughter is my number one fan
And your trife a*s wife wants a with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the jack
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he that he's getting over
I bust a move as smooth as
And another quick meal
I'm getting for my traid but its still real
And if you look between the you'll find a rhyme
AS strong as a nine
Mail up ni**as wanna act up
put the gats up and throw your backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun
Usta come but done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay strong keep yah up
know we fed up
But we they just give a f**k

just don't give a f**k
I gotta give my f**k
you to the San FranCisco police department
f**k you to the County Sheriff department
you to the F.B.I
you to the C.I.A
f**k you to the
you to the AmeriKKKa
f**k you to all you redneck prejudice f**kas
And yah
Y'all
Punk gay sensitive d**k bastards
mutha f**kin' know
Y'all can my a*s and suck my d**k
And my uncle Tommy's
f**k
Punks, punks, punks, punks,