Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I don't give a
They done push me to the limit the more I
I might blow up any minute, did it
Now I'm in the of the paddy wagon
While this cops bragging the nigga he's jackin
I see no
All I see is niggas fast
The sound of a gun
Then the hurst past
another day in the life 'G'
Gotta step lightly cuz cops to snippe me
The catch, don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to my cheque
I get more respect from the mutha-fuckin' man
The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like
They got dough but they hate us
You better keep your mind on the shit
And trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites
They way they see it, we was meant to be down
can't understand why we getting respect now
Mama me they're be days like this
But I'm cause it stays like this
And now they trying to me off to Kuwait
a break
How much can a nigga take
I ain't goin' no how
Better bring guns pal
Cuz this is the day we 'em pay
Fuck bailin' hate I bail and with my A-K
And even if they shoot me
There'll be another bigger
So step but you better step
the mutha-fuckin' underground
Cause the clocks goin' and I'm sick of the bullshit
You're watching the of a physco-path
The didn't last
the wrath and aftermath
Who's that behind the
do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin nigga
to buck and rip shit up
I had and I don't give a fuck

Niggas!, isn't the blacks
a gang of mutha-fuckas dressed in blue slacks
They say niggas hang in packs and attitude is shitty
Tell me, who's the gang of niggas in the city
say niggas like to do niggas,
Throw me in the cuffs with just two
A street nigga and a beat walkin' nigga with a badge
I had to yah and the pass for the blast take his cash
And that's his luck
And his head in dump him at the dead in
Cause a like me
don't give a fuck

Walked in the store everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing
Following a and shit
this a bitch
All I wanted was some
I take my business else where
But
who in the hell cares
About a man with a black need
wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if that my income is more than
His pension, salary and then
Your daughter is my one fan
And trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the black
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he thinks that he's getting
I bust a as smooth as casanova
And count another quick
I'm paid for my traid but its still real
And if you look the lines you'll find a rhyme
AS as a fuckin' nine
Mail up niggas wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw your up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun
come but he's done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay strong yah heads up
They we fed up
But we they just don't a fuck

They don't give a fuck

I give my fuck offs

Fuck you to the San police department
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff
you to the F.B.I
you to the C.I.A
Fuck you to the
Fuck you to the
you to all you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas
And yah
Fuck
gay sensitive little dick bastards
2paclypse mutha fuckin'
Y'all can kiss my ass and my dick
And my Tommy's balls
Fuck
Punks, punks, punks, punks,