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 about the nigga jackin'

I see no justice, all I see is dying fast
The sound of a gun blast, then watch the hurst
another day in the life 'G'
Gotta lightly 'cuz cops tried to snipe me

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

The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us hoes
They got dough but hate us though
You better keep 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
Just can't understand why we getting now
Mama me they're be days like this
But I'm pissed 'cause it like this

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

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

You're watching the makings of a
The truth last, before the wrath and aftermath
Who's that the trigger? Who'd do yah figure?
A night 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
They say hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Tell me, who's the biggest gang of in the city

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

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

Following a nigga and shit, this a bitch
All I was some chips, I wanna take my business else where
But where? who in the hell cares
About a man with a black need

They wanna me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is than
His pension, and then some
Your daughter is my 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 that he's getting over

I bust a move as smooth as Casanova and count quick meal
I'm getting paid for my traid but its 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 your up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun
Usta come but he's done, now we run the

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

you to the San Francisco 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 muthafuckas and fuck yah
Fuck y'all, punk gay sensitive little dick bastards,
Muthafuckin' know, can kiss my ass and suck my dick and
My Tommy's balls, fuck y'all, punks, punks, punks, punks, punks