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 pledge
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
the folks involved with Ground Zero
And somebody owe me boy, I'm dead
year my Squad better blow to oblivious

Yo, did you lose Yeah, I got stamina
Profile me like and hold 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 rock the house I'm Run
Rap conniseur, I rock Sean John
B-boy and that's hardcore
E-Dub, real name, no
style is over, finito, finished
You a parasite, type germ
You a sucker MC in terms, and

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

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

Yeah, I got a track record, I spit
E don't stop, it grinding, puts it down fo' sho'
(Grinding)
My figgedy flow is siggedy, yo
me biggedy blow, and y'all niggedy know
It's Def Squeezy, years in rap
And now it's easy, I do to please me
Yo, I through so crazy
I'm a, "Stun'na" like M. and Baby
Got toys than Kay Bee, me and my yung'uns

Slow down before you a summons
And get hit for speeding, I break a switch off a
You catch a for y'all misleading
(Yeah!)
Shame on you, when you to, huh
The Green Bandit, smile you on candid
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 Mike and Robin Givens
And me go off a-go off
A yes, yes, y'all, and show off and off, and yes

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

Sermon, the I preach 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 dropout, I'm not gon' cop out
I did the thing and now a truck I hop out
"Fiesta" I'm with R. Kelly shit

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

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

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