Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Them Foolya

Baby and grimm [chorus 2x]

let them foolya
We just come to ya
glory haleloya
No red against no
You know you

Verse 1 beesh]

Now you livin that track
that ass crack
I be making my money fucking with the jones and
We be on fat sacks
And cacthing with these heaters
Making beleivers out of haters and
You know that violence interupts my dope
I just do the no cocaine
Don't be boy
To be all about bread boy
But the devil cuase the devil he's decoy
all the hate in your veins
Count your and rearrange
games is played out man
Them dirty macks to stop me but I'm a player profit
I get the cook it up and rechop it

2x

Verse 2 [south park
smelly
Put a hole in your
You wan't to test us oh
Got a call on my
They to bury us
You fucking haters halerious
The I turn the brave into the
Smoke water and get wetter aquarious
Thuggish ruggish dollar budgets
I chop a and cook 36 chicken nuggets
My future is clear like a shot of vodka
I got love from corrpitos to
If you jelous up fellas
It's no to show you where hell is

2x

Verse 3
some niggas is stickin with ya
Your is being choreographed
Soldiers never sleep I got your back in the
the last laugh
When the mutherfuckers clears
broke hear
Choking like chandliers
I bust at the man in the
Making my face
Replace rasheed dope house killa
Keep it coming back or running
With a ball and chain in my
no substain
The man with the vision of the galexy

Verse 4 g]
that
It's the dollar wetback
In jet
You cross my line and get your cracked
Yea yea ya tu sabes soy
sweat me boy
Ya tu sabes donde
I'm on the g
The only street with the palm
low g
I only rap about done g
You stop me
to your city on a donkey
The slavea I'm bringing the wet flava

2x

[south mexican]
on crack
She's on
He's so old he can't no mo
She's a he's a snicth
Most of my dying over a bicth