Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I was destined to come,
What you expect? I don't a fuck now
(Quiet for life)
As a clever nigga, nuttin' to with
(The society returns)
Thank God, he breath in my lungs

wars, I was destined to come
(Dream Team, baby)
What you expect? I give a fuck now
(Fall y'all)
As a clever nigga, nuttin' to play
(I give a fuck)
Thank God, he blew in my lungs

I'm known global, blooded out by coastal
Rap mobile, low key,
Smoke gray timbs, criss fade, to sin
White Denali, it up, flagrant rims

I'm no thief, I live by the code of the
I hold heat but no to go in the deep
Don for real with the Gotti traumata pill
Von O Niel, by the arms of the ill

Art of war, a men, cars galore
men, who couldn't see in robbin' the law?
Live or not, I'm one divide the block
And I can show you how to take cash and bribe the

And from the bars to the backyards, and aves
Subtract, divide, add up, tally the
direct, for dolo demand respect
Hand solo, sit back and the plans connect
You

I was to come
What you expect? I don't give a now
As a clever nigga, nuttin' to with
Thank God, he blew breath in my

I was destined to
What you expect? I don't a fuck now
As a nigga, nuttin' to play with
Thank God, he blew in my lungs

I rock coogies but need fatigues, holdin' the oozie
The block school me, cuties your doobies
It's on now, some claim I'm but how?
Been indited so watch, rhyme, pull on my

Blow with me, I'm like the life of old 50
I dose quickly, is so shifty
Days been broke, on with them trays of Coke
It was the dirty hustle money that my folks

Tights from jail, few nigas might see
It's kinda foul you watch nigga's wifies tell
Flip-on who? I still wore on blue
know my style, MIA but I miss y'all too

Tryin' to remain breathin', hot blocks never seasons
Bodies get caught for the strangest
Breathe the smoke and for me is needed to Coke
Won't stop till I stack it all and the coast

I was destined to
What you expect? I don't give a now
As a clever nigga, nuttin' to play
Thank God, he blew in my lungs

I was to come
What you expect? I don't give a now
As a nigga, nuttin' to play with
God, he blew breath in my lungs

So now I toast, to all my close niggas that's
Y'all know the sos, only niggas worry the most
Come and get me, niggas, I'm like Ken Griffy
Nigga is sissies, I bought men with me

Wait 'til the heny' hit me, hope sin lift me
Never smile, style is wild, only strictly
Your main supplier, for days in the attire
Sat and nigga, used to get again, expire

Deep in thought, it like a street report
I rep alone still I without no feet support
Fuck the threats, I rip necks of a tech
Either or ice picks stuck in your neck

I play different, I put a stay consistent
Love paper, plus a praise commitment
Dead the jokes, I'm near the bread get boast
So fuck me, ask your bitch who get the most

I was destined to
(You heard?)
What you expect? I don't give a now
(Y'all want? It's on)
As a clever nigga, nuttin' to with
(It's time to get it)
God, he blew breath in my lungs
(The God has returned)

I was to come
(BK don)
you expect? I don't give a fuck now
(So-ci, visualiza)
As a clever nigga, nuttin' to with
God, he blew breath in my lungs
(This is money for life)