Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give a Fuck

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

I got a whole 'lotta problems I gotta resolve
Like 4 in the mornin' I get calls
They let it once, they let it ring twice
Damm, it rang twelve times, chickens right
Cussin' like a sailor, in trailors
Photoshoots, did it and told me the head was much realer
Shouldn't have did it boo, you have did it boo
Now you forgettin' exactly how many you did it too
Cut you off, shit's critical, 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 takes place
Punches and
and hatchets
Screamin' at the top of her lungs, this is spazzin'
Comin' at ya, up with that shit?

I don't give a fuck your Girlfriends
I don't give a fuck your Man boo
I don't a fuck about your friends
And friends ain't 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 it off?
Is you it off?
If not keepin' movin' bitch, fuck you

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

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

I don't give a fuck about Girlfriends
I don't give a about your Man boo
I don't give a fuck your friends
And your ain't shit, and sometimes I can't understand you
I even 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

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

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