Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.K.E.

[Intro:
So I was trying to come up an acronym for F.A.K.E.
that's half these motherfuckers out here
And I they be False Advertising, Killing Expectations
They false advertising, killing

[Hook:
Nigga I ain't perfect, but perfect
So all these lies you telling, it worth it
me why you false advertising, killing expectations
False advertising, expectations
You're so fake, so
Why you so fake? Why you so
I you slipping
False advertising, expectations
You advertising, killing expectations
So

[Verse 1:
I see you got so many followers on
likes, that's an insta-scam
Two to three on your mentions, ma'am
Retire girl, get a pension plan
That bell save you, Kapowski
Go and tell 'em that bag Canal Street
Those fake red bottoms you got 'em in the
Really? Louboutons on a four-figure
Facebook frontin' like you out in Cali
But your bills being paid by nigga in the valley
Driving his Coupe, he put you school
Now you owe him head, you on Sally Mae
I'll talk 'bout dudes, though
All the shit you say true, yo
You say you had a table at the supper
With the kickin' like judo
Lies, lies, all of these lies, Pinocchio, all of these
Swear you on your on the music biz
every bitch you got a movie script
And that truck ain't yours, a rental
Fucked up teeth, nigga, focus on your (damn)
shorty find out cause she's sure to find out
You ain't got no words a fuckin' instrumental
These men are just fake, women are fake
your pastor and minister's fake
We're all insecure, I don't care you say
Every need a boost (energy shake)
And I ain't front like I don't lie
Got 20 of J's, four fly new rides
Clipping that shit wasn't in the budget
But I'mma say "fuck it" I kick the bucket

[Verse 2: Talib
Why you to the people?
Severe lack of like you eyeing for the peep hole
you was bubbling like Liko
Living by the G code, really you informer like Throat
Steady telling on yourself, you in trouble police
Cause whole time lying like a peep show
Now you're ass out
Get Deboed by the with the repo
Your fake tales from the pen
Have all been revealed now publicist preparing a statement
this, we ain't hearing your case
Can you in the face of the death that you're chasing
That's like the emperor no clothes
These hoes get like the asshole naked
I gotta do some praying, hate is what's
In the place trust gets taken
Dedication, real real and I know it on a first name basis
Man, your is Fugazi
If is place I'm a native like a reservation
Niggas swear they got beef a butcher with blood on an apron
But they're faker than bacon with they Miss Cleo accent
"Call me now," you're a blood clot, faking
I perfect, just working nonstop with no vacation
Feeling a prisoner with no visitation
Angel in one ear, the ear hearing the whispers of Satan
I'm impatient, so I'm it now, no waiting
false advertising, killing expectations, hey!