Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

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

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

Talkin' about gats, traps, cops and
It's 911, pleas the doctor
Evacuate the building and trick the
Since everybody wanna piece, we gon' split ya
See, some fools slipped up and over they boundaries
You 'bout to catch a cold, the fuck around me
Ya peeps 'bout what kinda shit he on
You disappear like, poof, be gone

You think twelve gon' catch me, a break
I'm with the hide-away license plate
It seems they wanna print me and gimme some years
only get one finger while I'm shifting gears
I got on my roof, wood grain on the dash
Sheep on the rug, 'Golden Grain' in the stash
Hydraulics all so I shake the ride
We go front, back and to side

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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