Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care

Def Squad, J.
Ha, com-bust-ya-ble, huh

It's Erick, I'm back again, fledged
American flag in here so y'all
A few of y'all sold some albums, yeah
The game in trouble, I rescue rap
Yo, I'm a hero!
Sometimes I feel the way
Like the folks involved with Ground
And somebody owe me boy, I'm dead
This year my Squad better to oblivious

Yo, did you lose Yeah, I got stamina
Profile me like this and the camera
I'm alone, so y'all wanna do?
over your faciliy like I'm John Q
I rock mics, I Rock, I Kid Rock
I the house like I'm Run
Rap conniseur, I rock Sean velour
B-boy stance and that's
E-Dub, real name, no
style is over, finito, finished
You a parasite, type germ
You a sucker MC in terms, and

We care nuttin 'bout you
Yeah, we don't care, we come up in the sayin', oh yeah
Oh yeah, throw hands in the air
Oh yeah,

We care nuttin 'bout you
Yeah, we care, we come up in the spot sayin', oh yeah
Oh yeah, throw your in the air
Oh yeah,

Yeah, I got a record, I spit fouls
E stop, keep it grinding, puts it down fo' sho'
(Grinding)
My figgedy is sick siggedy, yo
Watch me blow, and y'all niggedy know
Def Squeezy, thirteen years in rap
And now it's easy, I do things to me
Yo, I come through so
I'm a, "Stun'na" M. Fresh and Baby
Got more toys than Kay Bee, me and my

Slow before you receive a summons
And get hit for speeding, I break a switch off a
You catch a beating for misleading
(Yeah!)
Shame on you, you step to, huh
The Green Eyed Bandit, smile you on
Rob J. Timberlake, I got
I'm in now, ohh wow
Yeah, 'cause how it is, and that's how I'm livin'
I bring turmoil like Mike and Givens
And me go off a-go off
A yes, yes, y'all, and show off and off, and yes

We care nuttin 'bout you
Yeah, we don't care, we come up in the spot sayin', oh
Oh yeah, your hands in the air
Oh yeah,

Sermon, the word I to ya
the airwaves so it can reach to ya
The underground of rap ring, I'm Tua
The one round knockout, eyeballs pop out
High school dropout, I'm not cop out
I did the rhymin' thing and now a I hop out
"Fiesta" I'm down with R. shit

I'm, "Supa Fly" Missy Elliott
I stay focused, keep the same
Do me, to rock the world like Michael
Chris Tucker, with no Marlon Brando
Just give enough for to handle
So at me, holla, smoke signals
Morse code, try a 2-way, or
And I it to ya, all day in street
Two turntables a mic and breakbeat,

We don't care nuttin you
Yeah, we don't care, we come up in the sayin', oh yeah
Oh yeah, your hands in the air
Oh yeah,

You got about five seconds to get to the floor
You got about two seconds to get to the dance floor