Luyện nghe bài hát F&N

808
Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get in it
ATL Jacob, ATL

Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech,
How do I Yeah, like my flesh, yeah
Soon as I roll up, put my up
Go'n head, up, roll a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that tall shit, go
I jumped in the on a tall bitch, let's go
I 'em to get out and bag that, let's go
I'm Frank and Mad Max, let's go
I'm from yesterday
Put 'em on bean, yeah, put 'em on all the schemes,
Put 'em on lean, yeah, whippin' them new machines, yeah
By any means, yeah, we gotta clear out the scene,
I took an AK to a dinner date
I put some VVs in a Richard face
And the presidential is a
Hit 'em with that first, Ray J

I'm a well known and my bitch bad
Pop one Perc', then you lean like
AP, that's a wristband
All these niggas shaky, might as dance
I don't trust him, we gon' dust him, that's Taliban
Big foreign truck, it's lift up an avalanche
I'll teach you how to finesse for some big
I got so many white bitches, Ku Klan
I come with the pharmacy, with the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a lil' hit on head,
they comin' to get you, they slicin' throat
Put a bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, wipin' her nose
M.O.H., money over
I got that H in front of the boat
Got dog food and for the low
I'm with standin' at the store
In expensive threads, head to the
I they talkin' shit 'cause they some hoes
You know them FN bullets go through
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I was too for the brodie
You a body, get a Rollie
We entertain no police
I'm certified with my
would catch hell 'bout woadie
Got a bigger scale for the
I met friends in Dolce
We done met and chopped it up on some shit, uh
Only time my slime murder's on the cruise ships, uh
Got cutter and it's longer than a pool stick, uh
face, no dates, I'm a heavyweight
I ain't even gotta my dawgs to keep one in the chamber
Ready to take it off your shoulder, and anger
Yeah, they get it, don't approach us, fuck bein'
as I got my...
go

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These bullets, they be goin' doors
Drop low, get down on the
Young nigga, gon' 'head and wipe your nose
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