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 fast for y'all,

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

about gats, traps, cops and robbers
It's 911, call the doctor
Evacuate the and trick the pigs
everybody wanna piece, we gon' split ya wigs
See, some fools up and over stepped they boundaries
You 'bout to catch a cold, stay the fuck me
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout what kinda 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 finger print me and gimme some years
They'll get one finger while I'm shifting gears
I got on my roof, wood grain on the dash
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 spill your
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 your job
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
If you to get drunk and you ready to mob
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a

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

Got my in the headrest, read it and weep
Nos in the back, camel hair on the seat
And when I up to the club, I get all the affection
'Cuz the women love the paint and they can see reflection
I'm about to take off, so F ya heard
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 hustled for a wad of
Man, whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, your friends just smoked up your new stash
Say whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now them gulls up the block still runnin' they
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
If anybody talk bad the Dirty South
Tell me I'm gon' do? Act a fool

I got my eyes wide and my trunk wide open
Did donuts last and the streets' still smoking
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 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 do is get drunk and pout
Plus, your new name is Fire we stomped you out
And yeah, we blow trees and that's fantastic
So gulls, hold ya weave while I'm weaving through
I kicked to fifth gear and teared the apart
You'll be Lil' John Q and get a 'Change of Heart'
It's one mission, two clips and some beams
I'm about to blow whole shit up to smithereens

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

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