Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

Drop 2 Fast, drop 2
I'm too for y'all, mayn
Drop 2 Fast, drop 2
Oh, I'm too for y'all, mayn

Ah, you just came home doin' a bid
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Somebody broke in and cleaned out your
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
Just a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, them cops tryna throw you in them blues
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool

about gats, traps, cops and robbers
It's 911, pleas call the
Evacuate the and trick the pigs
Since everybody wanna piece, we gon' split ya
See, some slipped up and over stepped they boundaries
You 'bout to catch a cold, stay the fuck me
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout kinda shit he on
You like, poof, bitch be gone

You twelve gon' catch me, gimme a break
I'm super-charged with the license plate
It seems wanna finger print me and gimme some years
They'll get one finger while I'm shifting gears
I got on my roof, wood grain on the dash
Sheep skin on the rug, 'Golden Grain' in the
Hydraulics all around so I shake the
We go front, and side to side

Some punk just tripped up and made you your drink
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, your car just on a empty tank
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
If you got late and you lost your job
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
If you about to get drunk and you to mob
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a

take it to the streets 'cuz I'm ready to cruise
Just me and my cars all some brand new shoes
And the just stare so I love to park it
And I just put a in the glove compartment
the petal to the floor, radar in the grille
TV in the middle of my wheel
It's my car's birthday so we blown them
speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle

Got my name in the headrest, read it and
Nos in the back, camel hair on the seat
And I pull up to the club, I get all the affection
'Cuz the women love the paint and can see their reflection
I'm about to take off, so F what ya
Because my side mirrors like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon' clock one and pop one
'Cuz my ridin' shotgun with a shotgun

You just got hustled for a wad of
Man, whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, your friends just smoked up your new stash
Say gon' do? Act a fool
Now them gulls up the block runnin' they mouth
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a
If anybody bad about the Dirty South
me what I'm gon' do? Act a fool

I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk open
Did donuts last week and the streets' still
See, I'm off that anti and my car is tipsy
Off the off ramp about a hundred and fifty
through East Pernium, on way to Ben Heel
Slide a to the junkie to clean my windshield
Got the whole ridin' and we startin' shit
I even got a trailer hitch with the pit

And now, all you wanna do is get drunk and
Plus, your new name is 'cuz we stomped you out
And yeah, we blow trees and beez that's
So gulls, hold ya weave I'm weaving through traffic
I kicked to fifth gear and the road apart
You'll be like John Q and get a 'Change of Heart'
It's one mission, two clips and some beams
I'm about to blow this whole up to smithereens

The pot holes in the street bentcha rims
Tell me gon' do? Act a fool
Man, ain't sticky, that's sticks and steams
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
ya man with another bitch up in ya bed
Ladies, whatcha gon' do? Act a
If the all gone and your eyes are red
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

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