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 came home from doin' a bid
Tell me whatcha do? Act a fool
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 throw you in them county blues
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

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

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

Some just tripped up and made you spill your drink
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, your car just stopped on a 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 about to get and you ready to mob
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

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

Got my name in the headrest, read it and
Nos tank in the back, hair on the seat
And I pull up to the club, I get all the affection
'Cuz the women love the and they 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
my folk ridin' shotgun with a shotgun

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

I got my eyes wide and my trunk wide open
Did last week and the streets' still smoking
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 five to the to clean my windshield
Got the crew ridin' and we startin' shit
I even got a trailer hitch the barbecue pit

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

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

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