Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

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

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

Talkin' about gats, traps, cops and
It's 911, call the doctor
Evacuate the building and trick the
Since everybody wanna piece, we gon' ya wigs
See, some fools slipped up and over stepped they
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 twelve gon' catch me, gimme a break
I'm super-charged with the hide-away license
It seems they finger print me and gimme some years
only get one finger while I'm shifting gears
I got suede on my roof, wood 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 punk just tripped up and you spill your drink
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Now, your car just on a empty tank
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a
If you got late bills and you your job
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
If you about to get drunk and you to mob
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool

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

Got my name in the headrest, read it and
Nos tank in the back, camel hair on the
And I pull up to the club, I get all the affection
'Cuz the women love the paint and they can see reflection
I'm to take off, so F what ya heard
Because my mirrors flap like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon' clock one and pop one
'Cuz my ridin' shotgun with a shotgun

You just got hustled for a wad of
Man, whatcha 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 runnin' they
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a
If talk bad about the Dirty South
Tell me I'm gon' do? Act a fool

I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide
Did donuts last week and the still smoking
See, I'm off that freeze 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 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, your new name is Fire we stomped you out
And yeah, we blow and beez that's fantastic
So gulls, hold ya weave while I'm weaving through
I kicked to fifth gear and the road apart
You'll be like John Q and get a 'Change of Heart'
It's one mission, two clips and some beams
I'm about to blow this whole shit up to

The pot holes in the street just bentcha
Tell me gon' do? Act a fool
Man, that ain't sticky, that's 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 eyes are red
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a

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