They Don't Give A F**** About Us - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | They Don't Give A F**** About Us - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Tupac |
| Artist | The Outlawz |
| Album | Better Dayz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Artist：2Pac/The Outlawz | |
| Y'all ain't never just tripped and pictured | |
| And just looked at the whole situation | |
| Cause once u look at it | |
| You know | |
| (really do) | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| And when I start to rise | |
| A hero in their children's eyes | |
| Now they give a **** about us | |
| [Tupac] | |
| Some say niggaz is hard headed cause we love to trick | |
| Equipped with game so we bang wit this thuggish shit | |
| I see you trying to hide | |
| Hoping that nobody don't notice | |
| You must always remember you still a member of the hopeless | |
| See ya black like me | |
| So you snap like me | |
| When these devils try to plot | |
| Trap our young black seeds | |
| Look it | |
| Cops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin' | |
| Lookin' for role models | |
| Our father figures is bases | |
| Some say they expect Illuminati take my body to sleep | |
| Niggas at the party with they shotties | |
| Just as rowdy as me | |
| Before I flee computer chips | |
| I gotta deal wit brothas flippin | |
| I don't see no devils bleedin' | |
| Only black blood drippin | |
| We can change | |
| Whatcha now say? | |
| I'm watchin niggaz work their lives out without pay (huh) | |
| Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on top | |
| I'm bustin' shots make the world stop | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| [Chorus] | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| (Nobody) | |
| Cause they don't give a **** about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children's eyes | |
| Now they give a **** about us | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody gives a **** about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children's eyes | |
| Now they give a **** about us | |
| [EDI] | |
| It's the morning after and now all the laughter is gone | |
| Time to reflect on what you did cause they saying you wrong | |
| I'm sure you had your reasons dawg | |
| I don't doubt you | |
| See the simple fact of the matter is they don't give a **** about you | |
| Or them five mouths you forced to feed (uh-huh) | |
| No including yourself | |
| All you want is what they perceiving as greed | |
| So as you loaded up that mack and continue to buck em | |
| I was on paper | |
| Thinking they don't give a **** about us | |
| [Tupac] | |
| I'm seeing it clearer | |
| Hating the picture in the mirror | |
| They claim we inferior | |
| So why the **** these devils fear ya? | |
| I'm watching my nation die genocide the cause | |
| Expect a blood bath | |
| The aftermath is y'alls | |
| I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying | |
| Give us a chance, help us advance cause we trying | |
| Ignore my whole plea, watching us in disgust | |
| And then they beg when my guns bust | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| [Chorus] x2 | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody gives a **** about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children's eyes | |
| Now they give a **** about us | |
| [Kastro] | |
| Now all my homies got love for me | |
| Down to catch a slug for me | |
| Guaranteed to bleed deeply | |
| Now that's love | |
| Shit | |
| Nobody else could give a **** | |
| If I'm tore down, from the floor down | |
| Six-feet deep in the cut | |
| What the **** done went wrong | |
| How long will I be mourned? | |
| When I'm gone, same song | |
| Ain't gave a **** all along | |
| And who am I to blame em? | |
| Just do or die through the rainin' | |
| Since they don't give a **** | |
| I don't | |
| Feel what I'm saying? | |
| [Kadafi] | |
| Now thug niggaz 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, a life of hurtin' | |
| Man I still hustle, so I'm dyin certain | |
| So I spent your time in poor and working | |
| I see no reason | |
| So I stay ballin' season to season | |
| Why you stuck thinking that they give a ****? | |
| [Napolean] | |
| You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying | |
| Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in the dirt just for trying | |
| Sometimes I think my block is dying | |
| And that it's awful | |
| To wake up to another day, shit ain't change that all fool | |
| I wake up sweatin, dreamin, coughin | |
| Seein' me upside down backwards head twisted | |
| While I'm layin in the coffin | |
| The shit comes around so often | |
| So tell me something | |
| Before I take it out on the world, and get to dumpin' | |
| Nigga I been so through pain go through the struggle | |
| Doin the same thing you did at my age and that's hustlin | |
| On the edge of straight bustin' | |
| Well since you don't give a **** | |
| I be frontin | |
| And I'ma drink my Hennessey like it ain't nothin | |
| [Outro] x2 | |
| Now if I choose to ride, thuggin' till the day I die | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| While I'm kickin rhymes, getting to their children's minds | |
| Now they give a **** about us | |
| They wanna see us die, they kick us every time we try | |
| They don't give a **** about us | |
| So while I'm getting high, I'm watching as the world goes by | |
| Cause they don't give a **** about us |
| Artist: 2Pac The Outlawz | |
| Y' all ain' t never just tripped and pictured | |
| And just looked at the whole situation | |
| Cause once u look at it | |
| You know | |
| really do | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| And when I start to rise | |
| A hero in their children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| Tupac | |
| Some say niggaz is hard headed cause we love to trick | |
| Equipped with game so we bang wit this thuggish shit | |
| I see you trying to hide | |
| Hoping that nobody don' t notice | |
| You must always remember you still a member of the hopeless | |
| See ya black like me | |
| So you snap like me | |
| When these devils try to plot | |
| Trap our young black seeds | |
| Look it | |
| Cops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin' | |
| Lookin' for role models | |
| Our father figures is bases | |
| Some say they expect Illuminati take my body to sleep | |
| Niggas at the party with they shotties | |
| Just as rowdy as me | |
| Before I flee computer chips | |
| I gotta deal wit brothas flippin | |
| I don' t see no devils bleedin' | |
| Only black blood drippin | |
| We can change | |
| Whatcha now say? | |
| I' m watchin niggaz work their lives out without pay huh | |
| Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on top | |
| I' m bustin' shots make the world stop | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| Chorus | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody | |
| Cause they don' t give a about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody gives a about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| EDI | |
| It' s the morning after and now all the laughter is gone | |
| Time to reflect on what you did cause they saying you wrong | |
| I' m sure you had your reasons dawg | |
| I don' t doubt you | |
| See the simple fact of the matter is they don' t give a about you | |
| Or them five mouths you forced to feed uhhuh | |
| No including yourself | |
| All you want is what they perceiving as greed | |
| So as you loaded up that mack and continue to buck em | |
| I was on paper | |
| Thinking they don' t give a about us | |
| Tupac | |
| I' m seeing it clearer | |
| Hating the picture in the mirror | |
| They claim we inferior | |
| So why the these devils fear ya? | |
| I' m watching my nation die genocide the cause | |
| Expect a blood bath | |
| The aftermath is y' alls | |
| I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying | |
| Give us a chance, help us advance cause we trying | |
| Ignore my whole plea, watching us in disgust | |
| And then they beg when my guns bust | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody gives a about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| Kastro | |
| Now all my homies got love for me | |
| Down to catch a slug for me | |
| Guaranteed to bleed deeply | |
| Now that' s love | |
| Shit | |
| Nobody else could give a | |
| If I' m tore down, from the floor down | |
| Sixfeet deep in the cut | |
| What the done went wrong | |
| How long will I be mourned? | |
| When I' m gone, same song | |
| Ain' t gave a all along | |
| And who am I to blame em? | |
| Just do or die through the rainin' | |
| Since they don' t give a | |
| I don' t | |
| Feel what I' m saying? | |
| Kadafi | |
| Now thug niggaz 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, a life of hurtin' | |
| Man I still hustle, so I' m dyin certain | |
| So I spent your time in poor and working | |
| I see no reason | |
| So I stay ballin' season to season | |
| Why you stuck thinking that they give a ? | |
| Napolean | |
| You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying | |
| Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in the dirt just for trying | |
| Sometimes I think my block is dying | |
| And that it' s awful | |
| To wake up to another day, shit ain' t change that all fool | |
| I wake up sweatin, dreamin, coughin | |
| Seein' me upside down backwards head twisted | |
| While I' m layin in the coffin | |
| The shit comes around so often | |
| So tell me something | |
| Before I take it out on the world, and get to dumpin' | |
| Nigga I been so through pain go through the struggle | |
| Doin the same thing you did at my age and that' s hustlin | |
| On the edge of straight bustin' | |
| Well since you don' t give a | |
| I be frontin | |
| And I' ma drink my Hennessey like it ain' t nothin | |
| Outro x2 | |
| Now if I choose to ride, thuggin' till the day I die | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| While I' m kickin rhymes, getting to their children' s minds | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| They wanna see us die, they kick us every time we try | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| So while I' m getting high, I' m watching as the world goes by | |
| Cause they don' t give a about us |
| Artist: 2Pac The Outlawz | |
| Y' all ain' t never just tripped and pictured | |
| And just looked at the whole situation | |
| Cause once u look at it | |
| You know | |
| really do | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| And when I start to rise | |
| A hero in their children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| Tupac | |
| Some say niggaz is hard headed cause we love to trick | |
| Equipped with game so we bang wit this thuggish shit | |
| I see you trying to hide | |
| Hoping that nobody don' t notice | |
| You must always remember you still a member of the hopeless | |
| See ya black like me | |
| So you snap like me | |
| When these devils try to plot | |
| Trap our young black seeds | |
| Look it | |
| Cops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin' | |
| Lookin' for role models | |
| Our father figures is bases | |
| Some say they expect Illuminati take my body to sleep | |
| Niggas at the party with they shotties | |
| Just as rowdy as me | |
| Before I flee computer chips | |
| I gotta deal wit brothas flippin | |
| I don' t see no devils bleedin' | |
| Only black blood drippin | |
| We can change | |
| Whatcha now say? | |
| I' m watchin niggaz work their lives out without pay huh | |
| Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on top | |
| I' m bustin' shots make the world stop | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| Chorus | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody | |
| Cause they don' t give a about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody gives a about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| EDI | |
| It' s the morning after and now all the laughter is gone | |
| Time to reflect on what you did cause they saying you wrong | |
| I' m sure you had your reasons dawg | |
| I don' t doubt you | |
| See the simple fact of the matter is they don' t give a about you | |
| Or them five mouths you forced to feed uhhuh | |
| No including yourself | |
| All you want is what they perceiving as greed | |
| So as you loaded up that mack and continue to buck em | |
| I was on paper | |
| Thinking they don' t give a about us | |
| Tupac | |
| I' m seeing it clearer | |
| Hating the picture in the mirror | |
| They claim we inferior | |
| So why the these devils fear ya? | |
| I' m watching my nation die genocide the cause | |
| Expect a blood bath | |
| The aftermath is y' alls | |
| I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying | |
| Give us a chance, help us advance cause we trying | |
| Ignore my whole plea, watching us in disgust | |
| And then they beg when my guns bust | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| And if I choose to ride | |
| Thuggin' till the day I die | |
| Nobody gives a about us | |
| But when I start to rise | |
| A hero in they children' s eyes | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| Kastro | |
| Now all my homies got love for me | |
| Down to catch a slug for me | |
| Guaranteed to bleed deeply | |
| Now that' s love | |
| Shit | |
| Nobody else could give a | |
| If I' m tore down, from the floor down | |
| Sixfeet deep in the cut | |
| What the done went wrong | |
| How long will I be mourned? | |
| When I' m gone, same song | |
| Ain' t gave a all along | |
| And who am I to blame em? | |
| Just do or die through the rainin' | |
| Since they don' t give a | |
| I don' t | |
| Feel what I' m saying? | |
| Kadafi | |
| Now thug niggaz 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, a life of hurtin' | |
| Man I still hustle, so I' m dyin certain | |
| So I spent your time in poor and working | |
| I see no reason | |
| So I stay ballin' season to season | |
| Why you stuck thinking that they give a ? | |
| Napolean | |
| You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying | |
| Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in the dirt just for trying | |
| Sometimes I think my block is dying | |
| And that it' s awful | |
| To wake up to another day, shit ain' t change that all fool | |
| I wake up sweatin, dreamin, coughin | |
| Seein' me upside down backwards head twisted | |
| While I' m layin in the coffin | |
| The shit comes around so often | |
| So tell me something | |
| Before I take it out on the world, and get to dumpin' | |
| Nigga I been so through pain go through the struggle | |
| Doin the same thing you did at my age and that' s hustlin | |
| On the edge of straight bustin' | |
| Well since you don' t give a | |
| I be frontin | |
| And I' ma drink my Hennessey like it ain' t nothin | |
| Outro x2 | |
| Now if I choose to ride, thuggin' till the day I die | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| While I' m kickin rhymes, getting to their children' s minds | |
| Now they give a about us | |
| They wanna see us die, they kick us every time we try | |
| They don' t give a about us | |
| So while I' m getting high, I' m watching as the world goes by | |
| Cause they don' t give a about us |
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