Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.G. (Fake Ass Gangstas)

[Lil' Fame and Billy
You rappers get the boot
Sprayed like brew, I'm shootin f.a.g.'s at they shoot
I bump ass off quick, so yo, muthafuck karate, boy
Don't fuck around and make me a batty boy
You ain't nothin but a f.a.g., you gangsta
You niggas don't it with the Famester
Bringin it to you be the last, kid
I'm to blast, kid
Aiyo, let's it to they ass, kid
Danz, the o.g.
The nigga that you fake-ass can't see
I'm willin to die for my
If I to I will let
So I walk with a fifth and I to a fuckin tec
In '93 I down
But now these gangsta-ass niggas got gased
Herbs are not ready, derelicts are
Nigga, I be your worst nightmare like I was
Niggas be actin sweet, claimin packin heat
Get a rugged peek and wanna about the street
You niggas ain't livin
And rappers claimin that they underground
I put ass under ground for life
Wait, I'ma set ass straight
Herbs perpetrate
But look, my don't discriminate
All race, creed, shape,
fine with me
You f.a.g.

(Front, I it a thrill to kill)
(Straight up and down, act like you a confrontation)

Fame]
Here it is for you that chastise the game
M.O.P., nigga, recognize the name
I'm beatin down punks and breakin down
When he stroll I hit him with the old pump
we're goin all out, word to Miz
You niggas get it like Jason got his
Nigga, your whole shit'll be
Because I'ma give em a buck fifty and let em keep the
Another smoked, oh Lord
Because he just finished 'Menace', he musta thougth he was O-Dog
Ass out for the last nigga that drama
Because I him with the 9mm lama
You thugs ain't bustin slugs, please
A muthafucka like you deserve 12 to mug piece
So all you niggas start tracks
Because there's too many baloney muthafuckas fakin jacks
I go to for my joint, muthafucka, you know me
the one and only, and M.O.P.
Gunsmoke I defeat a man
I smoke muthafuckaas like the 9mm man

[Billy
Plow! You bitch-ass nigga, you better
Only my muthafuckin burner will I talk
See, I'm from the Marks, and that makes me a
Wanna know My fifth be talkin
Fake gangstas by and try to hit me with a clip full
What shit is he tryin to pull?
All you niggas got to be jacked
Tryin to get wreck, out nothin when bustin your tec
I'm Billy Danz, overseer of the
Hillfigure, yo, bitch nigga, I get
What I be on is the untold truth of a hell
So one of you bitch niggas is up out of his shell
M.O.P. out till the end
This is how we separate the from the men
Real niggas that's ill niggas that kill
The beaver that sneak with his finger on the
gangstas got mad war stories to tell
About how many they blew up in jail
They said camp was mad deep and they had crazy pull
little bitch, but now he snitched like Sammy the Bull