Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care (Dirty Version)

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

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

Yo, did you lose weight? Yeah, I got
me like this and hold the camera
I'm alone, so what wanna do?
over your faciliy like I'm John Q
I rock mics, I Chris Rock, I Kid
I the house like I'm Run
Rap conniseur, I rock Sean John
stance and that's hardcore
E-Dub, name, no gimmicks
style is over, finito, finished
You a parasite, lyrical germ
You a sucker MC in terms, and

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

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

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

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

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,

Sermon, the word I to ya
Control the so it can reach to ya
The of rap ring, I'm David 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 with R. Kelly

I'm, "Supa Dupa Fly" Missy
I stay focused, keep the cycle
Do me, proceed to rock the world like
Without Chris Tucker, no Marlon Brando
Just enough for J-Lo to handle
So at me, holla, smoke 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 care, we come up in the spot sayin', oh yeah
Oh yeah, throw hands in the air
Oh yeah,

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