Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Give a Fuck

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

Motherfucker, the war is on, we're gonna it on
Niggas to be feminine, rapidly scenative
For the of the Benjamins
Keep 'em leekin' an' bleekin' to with his broads tremblin'
I'm him 'til the Lord, calls my adrenalin

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

We lust for more, can't touch crush the
Hit a club, then rush the door, niggas the known
That's why 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
you nothin' to steal, so no pain to feel
So fuck the world, ya either get you see the sink skin
No more than my thugs your guns let off

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

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

Y'all 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 the fuck you gon' do

the mic on your gun, lose your life an' your ones
I give a fuck where you from, niggas run when we come
I bust my gun 'cause I'm a bum the gutter
You better know murda, motherfucker

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

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

I know are ready to die, know why?
'Cause the pain is too much to bare while
So I cock my nine then my eyes
Take hit an' then 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 Range Rov'
Pistol with the kids an' rape your hoe

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

My niggas guns 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 your Maker, your times' up

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

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

We don't give a what,
All of my ladies, all gravy
Get tubs up, it's murder, turn it up
Plus, ain't hotter than Totti, so who you ridin' with?
Ladies hatin' hatin''cause they ain't hidin'

Dismiss hot chick, to the top chick
That'll you, that'll strip you
Off crown an' replace you
When I stay laced, boo, in the top of the
In the finest designers, from 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' with Totti, let's get dough off
We give a fuck, what?