Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I give a fuck
They done push me to the limit the more I
I blow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the of the paddy wagon
While this cops about the nigga he's jackin
I see no
All I see is dying fast
The sound of a gun
watch the hurst past
Just another day in the 'G'
Gotta step cuz cops tried 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 respect from the mutha-fuckin' dope man
The Grammy's and the music shows pimp us like hoes
got dough but they hate us though
You better your mind on the real shit
And trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites
way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we getting now
Mama told me be days like this
But I'm pissed cause it like this
And now they trying to send me off to
Gimme a
How much shit can a take
I goin' nowhere no how
Better your guns pal
Cuz this is the day we 'em pay
Fuck bailin' I bail and spray with my A-K
And even if shoot me down
There'll be another bigger
So step but you better step
the mutha-fuckin' underground
Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the
You're the makings of a physco-path
The didn't last
Before the and aftermath
Who's that the trigger?
do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin nigga
Ready to buck and rip up
I had enough and I don't give a

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

in the store what's everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing
Following a nigga and
this a bitch
All I was some chips
I take my business else where
But
who in the hell cares
About a black man with a need
They wanna jack me like some kind of fiend
I wonder if knows my income is more than
His pension, salary and some
Your is my number one fan
And trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
So the mac in fact who's the black jack
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he that he's getting over
I a move as smooth as casanova
And count another meal
I'm getting paid for my traid but its still
And if you between the lines you'll find a rhyme
AS strong as a fuckin'
Mail stacked up wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw your up
But the getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta but he's done, now we run the block
To my stay strong keep yah heads up
know we fed up
But we they don't give a fuck

They just give a fuck

I gotta my fuck offs

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