Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I don't a fuck, they done push me to the limit the more I live
I might up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the of the paddy wagon
While this cops bragging about the nigga jackin'

I see no justice, all I see is niggas dying
The sound of a gun blast, then watch the past
Just day in the life 'G'
step lightly 'cuz cops tried to snipe me

The catch, don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to cash my
I get respect from the muthafuckin' dope man

The Grammy's and the American music pimp us like hoes
They got but they hate us though
You keep your mind on the real shit
And fuck to get with these crooked ass hypocrites

The way they see it, we was meant to be keep
Just can't why we getting respect now
Mama told me they're be days this
But I'm 'cause it stays like this

And now they trying to me off to Kuwait
Gimme a break, how shit can a nigga take
I ain't goin' no how, what you wanna throw down
Better bring guns pal, 'cuz this is the day we make 'em pay

Fuck bailin' I bail and spray with my AK
And even if they shoot me down, there'll be another nigga
From the muthafuckin' underground,, so step but you better quick
'Cause the clocks goin' and I'm sick of the bullshit

You're the makings of a physcopath
The truth last, before the wrath and aftermath
that behind the trigger? Who'd do yah figure?
A muthafuckin' night nigga, ready to and rip shit up

I had enough and I don't give a fuck, niggas, isn't just the
Also a of muthafuckas dressed in blue slacks
They say hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Tell me, who's the biggest of niggas in the city

They say niggas like to do
Throw me in the cuffs with just two
A street walkin' nigga and a beat nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the pass for the take his cash

And bash his in dump him at the dead in and that's just his luck
'Cause a nigga like me don't really give a
Walked in the store what's staring at
They act like they never seen a muthafucker wearing

Following a nigga and shit, ain't a bitch
All I wanted was some chips, I wanna take my else where
But 'Cause who in the hell cares
About a black man with a need

They wanna me like some kind of crack fiend
I if knows that my income is more than
His pension, salary and some
Your is my number one fan

And your trife ass wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in who's the black jack
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
While he that he's getting over

I bust a as smooth as Casanova and count another quick meal
I'm getting paid for my but its still real
And if you between the lines you'll find a rhyme
As strong as a fuckin'

Mail stacked up wanna act up
Let's put the up and throw your backs up
But the cops dropped by the gun shot
Usta but he's done, now we run the block

To my stay strong keep yah heads up
know we fed up, but we they just don't give a fuck
They just don't give a fuck, I gotta give my offs

you to the San Francisco Police Department
Fuck you to the Marin county Department
Fuck you to the F.B.I., you to the C.I.A.
Fuck you to the bush, you to the America

Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice muthafuckas and yah
Fuck y'all, punk gay little dick bastards, 2paclypse
know, y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick and
My Tommy's balls, fuck y'all, punks, punks, punks, punks, punks