Luyện nghe bài hát Break Fool

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
Rah Digga, Dirty Harriet,
AAAAHHHH

See me on the block with tha chromed out
Lambskin to toe bustin out my halter top
'Tight' rippin tha hood
Blow up the whole
With tha
TV

EASY!!

Working the scene on the quest for lime
puffin on brown just for the time being
Battle on cock I get all up in your ear
Trying to get a record deal, battling somebody

Pounds to my girls as we slide up in the bar
in my grill like they really got a chance
Chicken heads trying to front like not Digga fans
Say yall!!

Do Me

Shittin on MC's, what I do for a
Tight takin over like my name was Robin Givins
Anybody got a beat, then they better keep it
put your fit in for the hottest chick spittin

This for my niggas and makin moves
By day you play it cool, by night you fool
Say flood it, whip it, smoke it, it
Flood it, whip it, smoke it, it
This for my niggas and bitches makin
By day you play it cool, by night you break
Say it up
IT UP
it up
IT UP
it up
IT UP
it up
IT UP

VIP
heads get in
Cats without wristbands steady to slip in
Weed on delivery, everybody in
Dump it, it, spark it, smoke it

Ladies where you at say 'Do you
Gotta krib, gotta whip, high heels, and tight
My straight thug bitches rock and tattoos
After one or two he ready to ACT FOOL!!

Now, this for my real live underground
who be for the rhymes
not for the track
Take away all the hype and a nigga wack
Say dat!!
DAT!!
Dat!!
DAT!!

My squad it down passin bars, passin mics
Make emcees stay at with water and flashlights
Ya motherfuckas crazy 'Git Da Git'
Trying to see my clique, even getting past the chick

For those who want to it
For who want to flood it
For those who to buy it
For who want to dub it
For those who the sexy
For those who want the
Say

Comin up fast while you're even faster
A blitz on a handling my money matters
For those who to smoke it
For who want to trick it
For those who to hate me
niggas know they can stick it

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