Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

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

Ah, you just 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
bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
Tell me whatcha do? Act a fool
Now, them cops throw you in them county blues
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

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

You think twelve gon' me, gimme 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 suede on my roof, grain on the dash
Sheep skin on the rug, 'Golden in the stash
Hydraulics all around so I shake the
We go front, and side to side

Some punk just tripped up and you spill your drink
Tell me whatcha 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 lost job
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
If you about to get drunk and you to mob
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

Let's take it to the streets 'cuz I'm to cruise
bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes
And the people just so I love to park it
And I just put a computer in the glove
With the to the floor, radar in the grille
TV in the middle of my steering
my car's birthday so we blown them candle
More speakers in the than my ride can handle

Got my name in the headrest, it and weep
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 paint and can see their reflection
I'm about to take off, so F what ya
my side mirrors flap like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon' one and we'll pop one
'Cuz my folk ridin' with a shotgun

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

I got my eyes shut and my trunk wide open
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
through East Pernium, on way to Ben Heel
Slide a five to the junkie to clean my
Got the crew ridin' and we startin' shit
I even got a hitch with the barbecue pit

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

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

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