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

[Lil' Fame and Billy
You fake get the boot
like brew, I'm shootin f.a.g.'s at they video shoot
I bump your ass off quick, so yo, karate, boy
Don't around and make me catch a batty boy
You nothin but a f.a.g., you fake-ass gangsta
You don't want it with the Famester
it to you gon' 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 gangstas can't see
I'm to die for my respect
If I have to I let
So I walk with a fifth and I to a fuckin tec
In '93 I calmed
But now these so-called niggas got gased
Herbs are not ready, are petty
Nigga, I be worst nightmare like I was Freddy
Niggas be actin sweet, claimin they packin
Get a rugged peek and talk about the street
You niggas ain't livin
And that's claimin that they underground
I put they ass ground for life
Wait, I'ma set that ass
only perpetrate
But look, my burner don't
All race, creed, shape,
fine with me
You f.a.g.

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

Fame]
Here it is for you niggas that the game
It's M.O.P., nigga, the name
I'm beatin punks and breakin down chumps
When he stroll I hit him with the old pump
Because we're goin all out, to Miz
You niggas get it like Jason got his
Nigga, your shit'll be rearranged
Because I'ma em a buck fifty and let em keep the change
Another nigga smoked, oh
Because he finished watchin 'Menace', he musta thougth he was O-Dog
Ass out for the last nigga that drama
Because I smoked him the 9mm lama
You fake thugs ain't slugs, please
A muthafucka like you deserve 12 to mug piece
So all you niggas makin 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
Because I smoke like the 9mm man

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