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 he's jackin'

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

The catch, they wanna stop at the brother 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 muthafuckin' man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And bash his head in dump him at the dead in and that's 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 wearing black

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

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

And your trife ass wife wants a with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the 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 another 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 your up
But the getting dropped 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 they don't give a fuck
They don't give a fuck, I gotta give my fuck offs

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

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