Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Give a Fuck

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

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

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

We lust for more, can't touch the rope
Hit a club, then rush the door, niggas fuck the
why we've been blazed, to you, froze it up
Had your name to the crease so you it up

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

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

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

Y'all is lame, commercial niggas, get out the game
We now, shit's gonna change
We spit them things from point blank at you
ask what the fuck you gon' do

Test the mic on your gun, lose your life an' 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 know it's murda, motherfucker

Y'all ain't me, y'all with me
your fuckin' fingers up, motherfucker
'Cause if don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck
Throw your motherfuckin' 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 and y'all can't get enough
Of The Murderers, murda 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 cock my nine close my eyes
Take another hit an' then creep an' minds

These are hard times, niggas, in these streets an' blind
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 your hoe

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

My niggas tote for hittin' you an' your squad 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' your Maker, your up

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

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

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

hot chick, straight to the top chick
That'll chase you, that'll you
Off crown an' replace you
When I laced, boo, in the top of the line
In the finest designers, from Fendi an'

Players, if you it, I got it, just come an' get it
Thugs, if you hustlin', hustlin', an' get it
Mommy, if you rollin' with Totti, let's get dough off
We give a fuck, what?