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 up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the wagon
While this cops bragging about the he's jackin
I see no
All I see is ni**as fast
The sound of a gun
Then watch the past
Just day in the life G
step lightly '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 to the bank to cash my cheque
I get more respect from the dope man
The Grammy's and the music shows pimp us like hoes
They got but they hate us though
You keep your mind on the real s**t

And f**k trying to get with these crooked a*s
way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't why we getting respect now
told me they're be days like this
But I'm pissed it stays like this
And now they to send me off to Kuwait
Gimme a
How much s**t can a ni**a
I ain't goin' no how
What you throw down
Better bring your pal
'cause 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 another ni**a
from the mutha-f**kin'

So step but you better step
Cause the clocks goin' and I'm sick of the bulls**t
You're watching the makings of a
The truth didn't
Before the wrath and
that behind the trigger?
do yah figure!?
A night ni**a
Ready to buck and rip up
I had and I don't give a f**k

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

Walked in the what's everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a muthaf**ker wearing
Following a and s**t
Ain't this a
All I wanted was chips
I take my business else where
But
who in the hell cares
About a black man with a need
They wanna jack me like some kind of fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is than
His pension, salary and then
daughter is my number one fan
And your trife a*s wife a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the black
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he that he's getting over
I bust a move as as casanova
And count another meal
I'm getting for my traid but its still real
And if you look between the lines you'll find a
AS as a f**kin' nine
Mail up ni**as wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and your backs up
But the cops dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but he's done, now we run the
To my brothers stay keep yah heads up
know we fed up
But we they just don't give a

They just give a f**k
I gotta give my offs
f**k you to the San FranCisco department
you to the Marin County Sheriff department
you to the F.B.I
you to the C.I.A
f**k you to the
f**k you to the
f**k you to all you redneck mutha f**kas
And yah
Y'all
Punk gay sensitive little d**k
2paclypse mutha know
Y'all can my a*s and suck my d**k
And my Tommy's balls
Y'all
Punks, punks, punks, punks,