Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

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

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

Talkin' about gats, traps, and robbers
It's 911, pleas the doctor
Evacuate the building and the pigs
Since everybody wanna piece, we split ya wigs
See, some fools slipped up and over stepped they
You 'bout to a cold, stay the fuck around me
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout kinda shit he on
You disappear like, poof, bitch be

You think twelve gon' me, gimme a break
I'm super-charged with the hide-away license
It seems they wanna finger print me and gimme years
They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting
I got suede on my roof, wood grain on the
skin on the rug, 'Golden Grain' in the stash
Hydraulics all so I shake the ride
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, car just stopped on a empty tank
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
If you got late bills and you lost job
Tell me whatcha do? Act a fool
If you to get drunk and you ready to mob
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

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

Got my name in the headrest, it and weep
Nos tank in the back, camel 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 off, so F what ya heard
Because my mirrors flap like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon' clock one and pop one
'Cuz my folk ridin' shotgun a shotgun

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

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

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

The pot holes in the just bentcha rims
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Man, that sticky, that's sticks and steams
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
Catch ya man another bitch up in ya bed
Ladies, gon' do? Act a fool
If the bottles all and your eyes are red
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool

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