They Dont Give A...

We want piece we want justice
We want respect (Cop) we want carry ourself with dignity
(Cops give a damn about a negro)
(Pull pull the trigger he's a hero)
But your abusers and don’t care what it cost
Don’t care what the penality or drive is
When you know your right your right
And if you had learn to go all the way don’t even start
You don’t have do you out of there

Stress can’t stress damn they closin’ (They don’t give a fuck about is)
Don’t give the motherfuckers hehahe…
(You are really payed right now?) Nahaah I oke

Now Thug niggas die but multiply in doubles
Wrapped in plastic or closed casket for our troubles
Pressed in times we busted like bubbles
With the police this nation's peace sent here to run you
Now look at what this crooked world has come to
I grew up on the other side of perfect the life of hurtin'
Man I still hustle so I'm dyin' certain
So I spent your time in poor and workin' I see no reason
So I stay ballin' season to season
Why you stuck thinkin' that they give a fuck?

Check it I grow with the chrome got me in the grond for this shit
With thanks to give me that put it down for all the Cribs
No question I’m Thug only feel appressed in my blood
My section is ruff paid with out of vession of slug
Who’s next to die? Kadafi all they guess is us
With Pac love by my side till I rest in the mud
Somedy please what the fuck is wrong with my head?
I ain’t got no friends I’m doin’ stones if it hit

They don't give a fuck about us
Now if I choose to ride Thuggin' 'til the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
And when I start to rise a hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us

If I choose to ride Thuggin' 'til the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
And when I start to rise a hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us

Society lied to me I ain't never gonna try to be
My mob'll be doin' robberies and stickups on these wanna be's
I witnessed niggas lose they chest
For ordinary reasons niggas bodies put to rest
The hood I from the fiends live a long and the dealers
The stick-up’s is ain’t the dreams that as strong enough to kill us
I see God but I ain’t prayin’

They need to stop that ain't gon' help
These niggas sprayin' up my block
Tryin' to kill myself

Now if I choose to ride Thuggin' 'til the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
And when I start to rise a hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us

If I choose to ride Thuggin' 'til the day I die
Nobody gives a fuck about us
And when I start to rise a hero in their children's eyes

What you want us to do rap?
Ooh they got us on the camara rap man heheha……..
Can I get a rock beat out here huuhuh…