Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

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

I see no justice, all I see is niggas dying
The sound of a gun blast, then watch the past
Just another day in the 'G'
step lightly 'cuz cops tried to snipe me

The catch, they don't wanna stop at the man
But then they'll have an and pick up another man
I went to the bank to my check
I get more respect from the dope 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 fuck trying to get with these crooked ass

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

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

Fuck bailin' hate I bail and with my AK
And if they shoot me down, there'll be another nigga bigger
From the muthafuckin' underground,, so step but you better step
'Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the

watching the makings of a physcopath
The truth last, before the wrath and aftermath
Who's that the trigger? Who'd do yah figure?
A muthafuckin' night nigga, ready to and rip shit up

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

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

And bash his head in dump him at the dead in and that's his luck
'Cause a nigga like me don't really a fuck
in the store what's everybody staring at
They act like they never a muthafucker wearing black

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

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

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

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

Mail up niggas wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw backs up
But the cops dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but done, now we run the block

To my brothers stay strong yah heads up
They know we fed up, but we they don't give a fuck
They don't give a fuck, I gotta give my fuck offs

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

Fuck you to all you redneck muthafuckas and fuck yah
Fuck y'all, punk gay sensitive dick bastards, 2paclypse
Muthafuckin' know, y'all can kiss my ass and my dick and
My uncle Tommy's balls, y'all, punks, punks, punks, punks, punks