Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care Bout Ya

We care
We care
We care
We care, we don't care
We don't care, we don't

We don't care 'bout ya
We don't care 'bout ya
We don't 'bout ya bitch
We don't what you do

We care about your cars
We don't about your chips
We don't care shit
Accept getting

Now that Jon has opened the door
It's over dawg, this new south, that's it, it's over y'all
No more warning y'all, we tired of getting looked
You want then I hope you like it over-cooked

Oh and for that bread, it's man
I'm fully to pump lead
At any nigga wanna bump heads
So bring it but them things go Rr-rr-rringing

gonna get hit
And a fact, not an opinion
I'm my connects
And that there is

Didn't your teach you, not to talk to strangers?
Then why are you in my ear all the shit
'cause I'm Cuban doesn't mean I flip bricks

So stop asking me the price on them down here
'Cause that sort of that get chu killed 'round here
I don't care who you are, who you be
But I'd rather die, let an undercover bite me

We don't care ya clique
We don't 'bout ya crew
We care 'bout ya bitch
We don't care you do

We don't care about cars
We don't care about chips
We don't care shit
Accept getting

We don't care 'bout ya
We don't 'bout ya crew
We care 'bout ya bitch
We don't what you do

We care about your cars
We don't care about your
We care about shit
Accept rich

I'm in bitch now, y'all niggaz better get ready
I'm for whatever y'all want, boy, but it ain't nothing pretty
Y'all start shit, tell me what y'all wanna do
Me, Pit, DB, we don't care booze?

I don't care slanging them thangs
Back 'em spraying thangs
If you get roped, homie don't mention my name
Blakah, that's exactly what I'm spitting
Homie, don't me have to blow 'em chopper meng

'Cause I can it, spit it, however you want it, want it
My is with it, with it, we about that money money
And I do anything that I have to do to get money meng
Miami, money is a issue meng

They, they understand what we about to do
We about to on this game, we about to shit on your crew
Pitbull don't care about ya, Cubo don't about ya
DB don't care about ya, we, we don't care ya

We don't care 'bout ya
We don't 'bout ya crew
We don't care ya bitch
We don't care you do

We care about your cars
We don't care about chips
We don't care about
Accept getting

We don't care ya clique
We don't care ya crew
We don't 'bout ya bitch
We don't what you do

We don't care your cars
We care about your chips
We care about shit
getting rich

This game is
The more money you
The more you're
To get off in an ambulance

That's why I say to myself in the cut, man, I can't be
Ears open, shut, just watching thangs
And if it off, I pop up, both popping thangs
Guns, I was proper to cop and aim

Run, when you hear that meng
that's the sound of the chopper meng
Just let me know exactly what it is you to do
'Cause we can both dance with the Devil,
all on you

Like basketball, if you shoot you follow through
In a casket dawg, who the fucks follow you?

We don't care 'bout ya
We don't care ya crew
We don't care ya bitch
We care what you do

We care about your cars
We care about your chips
We care about shit
Accept getting

We don't 'bout ya clique
We don't care 'bout ya
We don't 'bout ya bitch
We don't what you do

We don't care your cars
We care about your chips
We don't about shit
Accept getting

Yeah, again, my friend
I'mma be the first Latin from the south
Shut shit the down
And I got Lil' Jon to to that
The of the south

And Uncle Luke will you the same shit
So get ready,
Pitbull, DB, Jon
Y'all ready for this shit

Haha,