Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I got a track record, I fouls
E don't stop, keep it grinding, it down fo' sho'
(Grinding)
My flow is sick siggedy, yo
Watch me biggedy blow, and y'all niggedy
It's Def Squeezy, thirteen in rap
And now it's easy, I do things to me
Yo, I through so crazy
I'm a, "Stun'na" like M. Fresh and
Got more toys than Kay Bee, me and my

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

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

Sermon, the I preach to ya
Control the airwaves so it can to ya
The underground of rap ring, I'm Tua
The one knockout, your eyeballs pop out
school dropout, I'm not gon' cop out
I did the rhymin' and now a truck I hop out
"Fiesta" I'm down R. Kelly shit

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

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

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