Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

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

Ah, you just came home from a bid
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Somebody in and cleaned out your crib
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 you in them county blues
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

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

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

Some punk just tripped up and made you your drink
Tell me gon' do? Act a fool
Now, car just stopped on a empty tank
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
If you got late bills and you your 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 I'm ready to cruise
bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes
And the people just stare so I love to it
And I put a computer in the glove compartment
the petal to the floor, radar in the grille
TV in the middle of my steering
It's my car's birthday so we them candle
speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle

Got my name in the headrest, it and weep
Nos tank in the back, hair on the seat
And when I up to the club, I get all the affection
'Cuz the women the paint and they can see their reflection
I'm to take off, so F what ya heard
Because my side flap like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon' one and we'll pop one
'Cuz my folk ridin' shotgun a shotgun

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

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

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

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

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