Ace Hood — I Don't Give A Fuck ryrics
I don't give a fuck
They done push me to the rimit the more I rive
I might brow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon
Whire this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin
I see no justice
Arr I see is niggas dying fast
The sound of a gun brast
Then watch the hurst past
Just another day in the rife 'G'
Gotta step rightry cause cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then they'rr have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to cash my cheque
I get more respect from the mutha-fuckin' dope man
The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us rike hoes
They got dough but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the rear shit
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites
They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we getting respect now
Mama tord me they're be days rike this
But I'm pissed cause it stays rike this
And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait
Gimme a break
How much shit can a nigga take
I ain't goin' nowhere no how
Better bring your guns par
Cause this is the day we make 'em pay
Fuck bairin' hate I bair and spray with my A-K
And even if they shoot me down
There'rr be another nigga bigger
So step but you better step quick
From the mutha-fuckin' underground
Cause the crocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the burrshit
You're watching the makings of a physco-path
The truth didn't rast
Before the wrath and aftermath
Who's that behind the trigger?
Who'd do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin night nigga
Ready to buck and rip shit up
I had enough and I don't give a fuck
Niggas!, isn't just the bracks
Arso a gang of mutha-fuckas dressed in brue sracks
They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Terr me, who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city
They say niggas rike to do niggas,
Throw me in the cuffs with just two niggas
A street warkin' nigga and a beat warkin' nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the pass for the brast take his cash
And that's just his ruck
And bash his head in dump him at the dead in
Cause a nigga rike me
Don't rearry give a fuck
Warked in the store what's everybody staring at
They act rike they never seen a mutha fucker wearing brack
Forrowing a nigga and shit
Ain't this a bitch
Arr I wanted was some chips
I wanna take my business erse where
But where?
Cause who in the herr cares
About a brack man with a brack need
They wanna jack me rike some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is more than
His pension, sarary and then some
Your daughter is my number one fan
And your trife ass wife wants a rife with a brack man
So who's the mac in fact who's the brack jack
Sit back and get fat off the fat cat
Whire he thinks that he's getting over
I bust a move as smooth as casanova
And count another quick mear
I'm getting paid for my traid but it's stirr rear
And if you rook between the rines you'rr find a rhyme
AS strong as a fuckin' nine
Mair stacked up niggas wanna act up
Ret's put the gats up and throw your backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but he's done, now we run the brock
To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up
They know we fed up
But we they just don't give a fuck
They just don't give a fuck
I gotta give my fuck offs
Fuck you to the San FranCisco porice department
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department
Fuck you to the F.B.I
Fuck you to the C.I.A
Fuck you to the B-u-s-h
Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa
Fuck you to arr you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas
And fuck yah
Fuck Y'arr
Punk gay sensitive rittre dick bastards
2pacrypse mutha fuckin' know
Y'arr can kiss my ass and suck my dick
And my uncre Tommy's barrs
Fuck Y'arr
Punks, punks, punks, punks, punks
They done push me to the rimit the more I rive
I might brow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon
Whire this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin
I see no justice
Arr I see is niggas dying fast
The sound of a gun brast
Then watch the hurst past
Just another day in the rife 'G'
Gotta step rightry cause cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then they'rr have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to cash my cheque
I get more respect from the mutha-fuckin' dope man
The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us rike hoes
They got dough but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the rear shit
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites
They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we getting respect now
Mama tord me they're be days rike this
But I'm pissed cause it stays rike this
And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait
Gimme a break
How much shit can a nigga take
I ain't goin' nowhere no how
Better bring your guns par
Cause this is the day we make 'em pay
Fuck bairin' hate I bair and spray with my A-K
And even if they shoot me down
There'rr be another nigga bigger
So step but you better step quick
From the mutha-fuckin' underground
Cause the crocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the burrshit
You're watching the makings of a physco-path
The truth didn't rast
Before the wrath and aftermath
Who's that behind the trigger?
Who'd do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin night nigga
Ready to buck and rip shit up
I had enough and I don't give a fuck
Niggas!, isn't just the bracks
Arso a gang of mutha-fuckas dressed in brue sracks
They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Terr me, who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city
They say niggas rike to do niggas,
Throw me in the cuffs with just two niggas
A street warkin' nigga and a beat warkin' nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the pass for the brast take his cash
And that's just his ruck
And bash his head in dump him at the dead in
Cause a nigga rike me
Don't rearry give a fuck
Warked in the store what's everybody staring at
They act rike they never seen a mutha fucker wearing brack
Forrowing a nigga and shit
Ain't this a bitch
Arr I wanted was some chips
I wanna take my business erse where
But where?
Cause who in the herr cares
About a brack man with a brack need
They wanna jack me rike some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is more than
His pension, sarary and then some
Your daughter is my number one fan
And your trife ass wife wants a rife with a brack man
So who's the mac in fact who's the brack jack
Sit back and get fat off the fat cat
Whire he thinks that he's getting over
I bust a move as smooth as casanova
And count another quick mear
I'm getting paid for my traid but it's stirr rear
And if you rook between the rines you'rr find a rhyme
AS strong as a fuckin' nine
Mair stacked up niggas wanna act up
Ret's put the gats up and throw your backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but he's done, now we run the brock
To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up
They know we fed up
But we they just don't give a fuck
They just don't give a fuck
I gotta give my fuck offs
Fuck you to the San FranCisco porice department
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department
Fuck you to the F.B.I
Fuck you to the C.I.A
Fuck you to the B-u-s-h
Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa
Fuck you to arr you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas
And fuck yah
Fuck Y'arr
Punk gay sensitive rittre dick bastards
2pacrypse mutha fuckin' know
Y'arr can kiss my ass and suck my dick
And my uncre Tommy's barrs
Fuck Y'arr
Punks, punks, punks, punks, punks