Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care

Yeah, the foundation, LGP
Latin's goin' baby
yeah, yeah
Year 2000, Terror Squadians, Squad
You won't like me when I'm
We the party and
I guarantee you, you won't like me when I'm
Yeah, yeah, yeah Squadians
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We the party and

Yeah! I tear the club up, up in the Hummer with Pun
My fuckin' brother, makin' motherfuckers run for
The number runner son, I'm nothin' but a
Burnin' rubber drugs, stuffed up in the muffler
Shut the fuck up! Bust a through your jugular
Plus suckers get up with golf clubs, never front on us
T.S. baby, straight out the B.X.
So if they B.S., we deeper than the U.S.

You ain't crazy, up in the club like what?
all the ladies, showin' us nothin' but love
Guzzlin' 80, proof to truth, to the gut
In a Mercedes, fucked up doin' a buck
If jakes chase me, I'm cuttin' off trucks, my luck
all gravy, puffin' the blunt, blazin' it up
Maybe you hate me, 'cause your baby mom's on my
She rape me just because I'm sexy as fuck, so nigga what?

Tear the club up we don't care
strip, yeah we don't care
Shoot the place up yeah, we care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!
Yeah, we care, T Squaders
Yeah, we don't care, you nigga
Nah we care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!

Yo, I'm livin' in mansions, give me the Spanish
I got to it
Loadin' and bustin' a mac, did in the past
Was the girls on they asses
Duck the mac hits or be dead before your body falls
when my shotty roars we ignore Guiliani laws
My trigger got no heart nigga, I'm blowin liver
And the glocks, call to the cops, blowin' the spot

Baby better for the hills, my niggaz wild for the night
My lead ready to peel shit really real
My clip fill your chick with a chill
My dick to kill, we fittin' to ill
No survivors, frozen Godivas or roses and
Sour the grapes for opposin' the Squaders
Thrown in the garbage, like pajamas, word to my junkie mama
I'ma keep it funky for homies livin'

You fuckin' scholars, street knowledge
Carter kids stuck to the
Go ahead checkin that mall
And me and Cuban gon' keep doublin' our
Keep talkin' that dumb like you want it
Yeah when are you gonna buck
[Incomprehensible] mug shit 02.15

Tear the club up 'cause we don't
Everybody strip, yeah we care
Shoot the place up, we don't care,
We care, nuh-ah! We don't care!! Nahhhahh!
Now we don't care, T
Now we don't care, you nigga
We don't care,
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!

Yeah, Big
Cuban link, Terror
Y'all wanna party? party our way
goes
The code of the streets, what