Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care

Yeah, the foundation, LGP
Latin's platinum baby
Yeah yeah,
Year 2000, Terror Squadians, Terror
You won't like me I'm angry
We rock the and
I you, you won't like me when I'm angry
Yeah, yeah, Terror Squadians
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We the party and

Yeah! I tear the club up, up in the Hummer with Pun
My brother, makin' motherfuckers run for cover
The number runner son, I'm nothin' but a
Burnin' with drugs, stuffed up in the muffler
Shut the fuck up! Bust a slug your jugular
Plus suckers get fucked up with golf clubs, front on us
T.S. baby, out the B.X. baby
So if they B.S., we deeper than the U.S.

You crazy, laid up in the club like what?
With all the ladies, showin' us but love
Guzzlin' 80, to truth, straight to the gut
In a Mercedes, fucked up doin' a buck
If jakes chase me, I'm off trucks, pressin' my luck
It's all gravy, the blunt, blazin' it up
Maybe you hate me, 'cause baby mom's on my nuts
She wanna me just because I'm sexy as fuck, so nigga what?

Tear the club up we don't care
Everybody strip, we don't care
Shoot the place up yeah, we care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!
Yeah, we care, T Squaders
Yeah, we care, fuck you nigga
Nah we don't care,
We care, nuh-ah! We don't care!! Nahhhahh!

Yo, I'm livin' in mansions, give me the Spanish
I got to it
and bustin' a mac, did shit in the past
Was the girls on they asses
when the mac hits or be dead before your body falls
'Cause when my shotty roars we ignore Guiliani
My trigger got no heart nigga, I'm blowin apart
And holdin' the glocks, call to the cops, the spot

Baby better head for the hills, my wild for the night
My lead ready to this shit really real
My clip fillity fill your chick with a
My quick to kill, we fittin' to ill
No survivors, frozen Godivas or and flowers
Sour the grapes for those the Squaders
Thrown in the garbage, like funky pajamas, word to my junkie
I'ma keep it funky for homies tomorrow

You fuckin' with scholars, knowledge
Carter stuck to the projects
Go ahead keep that mall
And me and gon' keep doublin' our chips
Keep that dumb shit like you want it
Yeah when are you gonna buck
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Tear the club up we don't care
Everybody strip, we don't care
Shoot the place up, we care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!
Now we care, T Squaders
Now we care, fuck you nigga
We care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!

Yeah, Big
Cuban link, Terror
Y'all wanna party? party our way
goes
The code of the streets, what?