Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

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

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

The catch, they don't stop 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 music shows pimp us like
They got but they hate us though
You keep your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass

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

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

Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray 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 of the bullshit

watching the makings of a physcopath
The truth last, before the wrath and aftermath
that behind 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 the blacks
Also a of muthafuckas dressed in blue slacks
They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is
Tell me, the biggest gang of niggas in the city

They say niggas to do niggas
Throw me in the with just two niggas
A street walkin' nigga and a beat nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the pass for the 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 give a fuck
Walked in the store what's everybody 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 hell
a black man with a black need

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

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

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

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

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

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

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