Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I don't a fuck, they 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 the nigga he's jackin'

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

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

The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like
They got dough but hate us though
You keep your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get with these 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 like
But I'm 'cause it stays like this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They wanna me like 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 a life with 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 that getting over

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

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

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

Fuck you to the San Francisco Police
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, you to the America

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