Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Give a Fuck

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

niggas is lame, commercial niggas, get out the game
We here now, shit's change
We them things from point blank range at you
Then ask what the fuck you do

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

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

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

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

These are hard times, niggas, in these streets an' blind
Out of fear, out of but never in the air
We gonna take to this, point range in your Range Rov'
Pistol the kids an' rape your stray hoe

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

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

Negative, I can go into the we live
Paper, niggas be murderin' shit
So what, what? Niggas is holla, Yo, up?
Murda Inc. is the movement that be touched

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

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

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

Players, if you want it, I got it, come an' get it
Thugs, if you hustlin', hustlin', an' get it
Mommy, if you rollin' Totti, let's get this dough off
We don't a fuck, what?