Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care Bout Ya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We don't 'bout ya clique
We don't 'bout ya crew
We care 'bout 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 rich

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is scandalous
The more money you
The you're prone
To get hauled off in an

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

Run, when you hear Blakah 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 gon' follow

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

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

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

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

Yeah, once again, my
be the first Latin rapper from the south
Shut shit the fuck
And I got Lil' Jon to to that
The King of the

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

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