Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I don't give a fuck, they done push me to the limit the I live
I blow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the of the paddy wagon
While this cops bragging the nigga he's jackin'

I see no justice, all I see is niggas fast
The sound of a gun blast, watch the hurst past
Just day in the life 'G'
Gotta step lightly 'cuz tried to snipe me

The catch, they wanna stop at the brother man
But then they'll have an accident and pick up man
I to the bank to cash my check
I get more respect the muthafuckin' dope man

The Grammy's and the American music pimp us like hoes
They got but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the shit
And trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites

The way they see it, we was meant to be down
Just can't understand why we respect now
told me they're be days like this
But I'm pissed it stays like this

And now they trying to me off to Kuwait
a break, how much shit can a nigga take
I ain't goin' nowhere no how, what you throw down
Better bring your pal, 'cuz this is the day we make 'em pay

Fuck bailin' I bail and spray with my AK
And even if they shoot me down, be another nigga bigger
From the muthafuckin' underground,, so step but you step quick
the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit

You're watching the of a physcopath
The truth didn't last, before the wrath and
Who's that the trigger? Who'd do yah figure?
A muthafuckin' nigga, ready to buck and rip shit up

I had enough and I don't give a fuck, niggas, just the blacks
Also a gang of muthafuckas dressed in blue
They say niggas hang in packs and their is shitty
Tell me, who's the biggest gang of niggas in the

say niggas like to do niggas
Throw me in the cuffs with just two
A walkin' nigga and a beat walkin' nigga with a badge
I had to yah and the pass for the blast take his cash

And bash his in dump him at the dead in and that's just his luck
'Cause a nigga like me don't give a fuck
Walked in the store what's staring at
They act like they never seen a wearing black

a nigga and shit, ain't this a bitch
All I wanted was chips, I wanna take my business else where
But where? who in the hell cares
About a black man with a need

They wanna jack me some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is than
His pension, salary and then
Your is my number one fan

And your trife ass wife wants a life a black man
So who's the mac in who's the black jack
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
While he thinks he's getting over

I bust a as smooth as Casanova and count another quick meal
I'm getting paid for my traid but its still
And if you look between the lines find a rhyme
As strong as a nine

Mail stacked up niggas act up
Let's put the up and throw 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 strong yah heads up
know we fed up, but we they just don't give a fuck
They just don't give a fuck, I give my fuck offs

you to the San Francisco Police Department
Fuck you to the Marin county Sheriff
Fuck you to the F.B.I., you to the C.I.A.
Fuck you to the bush, fuck you to the

Fuck you to all you prejudice muthafuckas and fuck yah
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Muthafuckin' know, y'all can my ass and suck my dick and
My uncle balls, fuck y'all, punks, punks, punks, punks, punks