Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give a Fuck

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

I got a whole 'lotta problems that I resolve
Like 4 in the mornin' I get calls
let it ring once, they let it ring twice
Damm, it twelve times, chickens ain't right
like a sailor, fuckin' in trailors
Photoshoots, niggas did it and me the head was much realer
Shouldn't have did it boo, you have did it boo
Now you forgettin' exactly how niggas you did it too
Cut you off, shit's critical, gimme my
I admit, I was the one that made the mistakes
The state roamer
Had to the fake on her
Heavyweight, ringside in Nate's corner
Wait for her, it take days
But back where the fight takes place
and scratches
Headlocks and
Screamin' at the top of her lungs, this bitch is
Comin' at ya, whats up that shit?

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

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

Dressin' in suits, I used to get you work
Checked your feelings, even flipped on you
down your purse
One night I found your
Hidin' spots, look in all the places you thought I won't
Never shit, but dead shit immediate
Ripped out the numbers I needed to rip
quick, did what I had to do
Sat her down, she flipped it around, looked in my eyes and
Caught attitude

I don't give a fuck about your
I don't give a fuck about 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 know why you me
I don't even know if I can you
Yo, is you it off?
Is you jumpin' it
If not then movin' bitch, fuck you

Some nights you might talk in sleep, pig Latin
Drunk, the mornin' actin' like I didn't happen
Should I give me reasonable doubt
Is the Man trickin' on you? huh? is he eatin' you out?
You're poppin' up with gifts
When I ask you laugh, brushin' off the seriousness
There's nothin' worse than a curious
With nosey friends
Six in a old BM
it to the limit
Ripped up seats cushion in it
on the rug
She give to all the thugs
While she drives, somethin' dangerous love
Got a airbag on sides, no lie
Doin' shit the average don't try
Wanna know why I'll never you?
You're intelligent, young, and
The definition of a bitch, some'll G you
Come and see you "Next!"
Right their ex

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