Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give a Fuck

I don't a fuck about your Girlfriends
I don't give a fuck your Man boo
I don't give a fuck your friends
And your ain't shit, and sometimes I can't understand you
I don't even why you page me
I don't even know if I can you
Yo, is you it off?
Is you it off?
If not then keepin' bitch, fuck you

I got a 'lotta problems that I gotta resolve
4 in the mornin' I get anonymous calls
They let it ring once, they let it twice
Damm, it twelve times, chickens ain't right
Cussin' like a sailor, fuckin' in
Photoshoots, niggas did it and told me the head was realer
Shouldn't did it boo, you shouldn't have did it boo
Now you exactly how many niggas you did it too
Cut you off, critical, gimme my space
I admit, I was the one that made the silly
The Fifty roamer
Had to throw the on her
Heavyweight, ringside in Nate's corner
Wait for her, it might days
But back home's where the fight takes
and scratches
Headlocks and
Screamin' at the top of her lungs, this bitch is
Comin' at ya, whats up with shit?

I don't a fuck about your Girlfriends
I don't give a about your Man boo
I don't give a about your friends
And your friends ain't shit, and sometimes I understand you
I don't know why you page me
I even know if I can trust you
Yo, is you jumpin' it
Is you jumpin' it
If not then keepin' bitch, fuck you

Hugs turn to kisses, turn to intercourse
Engagement, marriage, divorce
acts, sinnin' thoughts
Secrets spilled out, soon as it happens the pigeons talk
I try to her close by, don't mind lettin' go
Let her know who the she wit'
Like any Man he's whipped
A messy leads to domestic disputes
All your friends gettin' caught in our beef they thought it was

Dressin' in suits, I used to get you from
your feelings, even flipped on you first
Stripped down purse
One night I found your
Hidin' spots, look in all the places you thought I look
Never said shit, but dead shit
Ripped out the that I needed to rip
quick, did what I had to do
Sat her down, she flipped it around, looked in my eyes and
Caught this

I don't give a fuck about Girlfriends
I don't give a fuck about Man boo
I don't give a about your friends
And your friends ain't shit, and I can't understand you
I don't even know why you me
I don't even know if I can you
Yo, is you jumpin' it
Is you jumpin' it
If not then keepin' movin' bitch, you

Some nights you might talk in sleep, pig Latin
Drunk, the next mornin' actin' like I happen
Should I give me reasonable doubt
Is the next Man trickin' on you? is he eatin' you out?
You're poppin' up with mysterious
When I ask you just laugh, brushin' off the
There's nothin' worse a curious bitch
With nosey friends
Six in a old BM
Pushin' it to the
Ripped up with cushion in it
on the rug
She give brains to all the
While she drives, somethin' called dangerous
Got a on both sides, no lie
Doin' shit the average hoes try
know why I'll never leave you?
You're intelligent, young, and
The definition of a bitch, some'll G you
and see you like "Next!"
Right their ex

I give a fuck about your Girlfriends
I don't give a fuck about Man boo
I don't give a fuck about friends
And your ain't shit, and sometimes I can't understand you
I don't know why you page me
I even know if I can trust you
Yo, is you it off?
Is you jumpin' it
If not then movin' bitch, fuck you