Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Give a Fuck

Yo, throw your motherfuckin' fingers in the air, nigga
'Cause if y'all don't give a fuck, like we give a fuck
your motherfuckin' fingers in the air

Motherfucker, the war is on, gonna pour it on
to be feminine, guns rapidly scenative
For the love of the
Keep 'em leekin' an' bleekin' to with his broads tremblin'
I'm sendin' him 'til the Lord, calls my

You slow mo, gettin' slow dough
Fuck po'-po', I let the flow blow
Keep em' like Flo Jo, I flow so
Sickest murder, inserter, drop, pop an' rip your word up

We lust for more, touch crush the rope
Hit a club, then rush the door, fuck the known
why we've been blazed, to you, froze it up
Had name to the crease so you closed it up

I'm one in a mil, niggas got me for real
Leavin' you nothin' to steal, so no pain to
So fuck the world, ya either get when you see the sink
No more than my thugs than your let off

I connections, every time I burn my weapon
Y'all gonna learn your lesson
Fuck the Feds, nigga, we hollow heads
Our motto is 'Shed blood for dead

That shed blood in hell, when my set bail
for death from your cell, I won't bet we got to jail
From pretty niggas with a nickel flow
Them bitch niggas, they keep their on the low

niggas is lame, commercial niggas, get out the game
We here now, gonna change
We spit things from point blank range at you
Then ask what the you gon' do

the mic on your gun, lose your life an' your ones
I don't give a where you from, niggas run when we come
I my gun 'cause I'm a bum from the gutter
You better know murda, motherfucker

Y'all ain't hear me, with me
your fuckin' fingers up, motherfucker
'Cause if y'all don't a fuck like we don't give a fuck
your motherfuckin' fingers in the air

Nigga, I'm livin' my life, fuckin' wife
her up while I'm hollerin', I don't give a fuck
So I move like like it such and y'all get enough
Of The Murderers, it'll y'all, nigga, what, what?

I know y'all are ready to die, know
'Cause the pain is too much to while alive
So I my nine then close my eyes
Take another hit an' creep an' blow minds

These are hard times, niggas, in these streets an' bust
Out of fear, out of despair but in the air
We gonna take to this, point blank range in your Range
Pistol with the kids an' rape stray hoe

We The Murderers, yo, what you from us?
We you can't trust, that don't really give a fuck
We to street life, game an' hustle
I wanna be white, let them black an' live for struggle

My niggas tote guns for hittin' you an' your up
Now we got the upper hand, so keep palms up
Niggas, if you want it Ja, come in an' line up
Guaranteed you be meetin' Maker, your times' up

Negative, I can go into the streets we
Paper, foreign be murderin' shit
So what, what? Niggas is holla, Yo, up?
Murda Inc. is the movement won't be touched

Motherfuckers, ya hear me? Murder Inc.,
'Cause if you don't a fuck like we don't give a fuck
Throw motherfuckin' fingers in the air

We don't give a what,
All of my ladies, all gravy
Get your tubs up, murder, turn it up
Plus, ain't nobody hotter than Totti, so who you ridin'
Ladies blatantly hatin''cause they ain't hidin'

hot chick, straight to the top chick
That'll chase you, strip you
Off your crown an' you
I stay laced, boo, in the top of the line
In the finest designers, Fendi an' Gabbana

Players, if you it, I got it, just come an' get it
Thugs, if you hustlin', hustlin', an' get it
Mommy, if you with Totti, let's get this dough off
We don't give a fuck,