Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I don't give a fuck, done 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 about the nigga he's jackin'

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

The catch, they don't wanna at the brother man
But then they'll have an and pick up another man
I went to the to cash my check
I get more from the muthafuckin' dope man

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

The way they see it, we was to be keep down
Just understand why we getting respect now
Mama told me they're be days this
But I'm pissed it stays like this

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

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

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

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

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

And his head in dump him at the dead in and that's just his luck
a nigga like me don't really give a fuck
Walked in the store what's staring at
They act like they never seen a muthafucker 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
About a black man with a black

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

And trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact 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 paid for my traid but its still
And if you between the lines you'll find a rhyme
As as a fuckin' nine

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

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

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

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