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 might blow up any minute, did it
Now I'm in the back of the wagon
this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin'

I see no justice, all I see is dying fast
The sound of a gun blast, watch the hurst past
Just another day in the 'G'
Gotta step lightly 'cuz 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 to the bank to cash my check
I get more respect from the dope man

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

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 like this

And now they trying to me off to Kuwait
Gimme a break, how much can a nigga take
I ain't nowhere no how, what you wanna throw down
Better bring your guns pal, 'cuz this is the day we '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 quick
'Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the

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

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

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

And bash his 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 what's staring at
They act like they never seen a muthafucker black

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

They jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows my income is more 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
he thinks that he's getting over

I bust a move as as Casanova and count another quick meal
I'm getting paid for my traid but its still
And if you look between the lines you'll find a
As strong as a fuckin'

stacked 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
They know we fed up, but we they just don't give a
They just don't give a fuck, I gotta give my fuck

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, you to the America

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