Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I don't give a
They done push me to the the more I live
I blow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the paddy
While cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin
I see no
All I see is dying fast
The sound of a gun
Then watch the past
Just day in the life 'G'
step lightly cuz cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don't stop at the brother man
But they'll have an accident and pick up another man
I to the bank to cash 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 hate us though
You better your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get these crooked ass hypocrites
way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we getting now
told me they're be days like this
But I'm pissed it stays like this
And now they to send me off to Kuwait
Gimme a
How shit can a nigga take
I goin' nowhere no how
Better your guns pal
Cuz is the day we make 'em pay
Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray my A-K
And even if they me down
be another nigga bigger
So step but you step quick
from the underground
Cause the goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit
You're watching the of a physco-path
The truth didn't
Before the and aftermath
that behind the trigger?
do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin nigga
to buck and rip shit up
I had enough and I don't a fuck

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

Walked in the store what's everybody at
They act they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black
a nigga and shit
Ain't this a
All I wanted was chips
I wanna take my business else
But
Cause who in the hell
About a black man with a black
They jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my is more than
His pension, salary and some
daughter is my number one fan
And trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the 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 quick meal
I'm getting paid for my traid but its real
And if you look between the you'll find a rhyme
AS strong as a nine
stacked up niggas wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and your backs up
But the cops dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but done, now we run the block
To my stay strong keep yah heads up
know we fed up
But we just don't give a fuck

They just don't give a

I give my fuck offs

Fuck you to the San FranCisco department
Fuck you to the County Sheriff department
you to the F.B.I
you to the C.I.A
Fuck you to the
you to the AmeriKKKa
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
Fuck
Punks, punks, punks, punks,