Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

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

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

The catch, they don't wanna at the brother man
But then they'll have an accident and pick up man
I went to the bank to my check
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 better your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get these crooked ass hypocrites

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

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

bailin' hate 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 better quick
'Cause the clocks tick and I'm sick of the bullshit

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

I had enough and I don't give a fuck, niggas, isn't just the
Also a gang of dressed in blue slacks
say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Tell me, who's the gang of niggas in the city

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

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

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

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

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

I bust a move as smooth as Casanova and count quick meal
I'm getting for my traid but its still real
And if you between the lines you'll 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 getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta but he's done, now we run the block

To my brothers stay strong keep yah up
They 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
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 prejudice muthafuckas and yah
y'all, punk gay sensitive little dick bastards, 2paclypse
Muthafuckin' know, can kiss my ass and suck my dick and
My uncle Tommy's balls, fuck y'all, punks, punks, punks, punks,