Luyện nghe bài hát F&N

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

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

I'm a well known and my bitch bad
Pop one Perc', then you lean kickstand
AP, that's a wristband
All these niggas shaky, might as well
I trust him, we gon' dust him, that's some Taliban
Big foreign truck, it's lift up like an
I'll teach you how to for some big bands
I got so white bitches, Ku Klux Klan
I with the pharmacy, come with the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a hit on your head,
they comin' to get you, they slicin' throat
Put a lil' bitch in the bed, we digital, wipin' her nose
M.O.H., over hoes
I got that H in of the lil' boat
Got dog food and for the low
I'm with thoroughbred standin' at the
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 beat a body, get a
We don't entertain no
I'm certified with my
They would hell 'bout woadie
Got a bigger for the dodie
I done met in Dolce
We met and chopped it up on some cool shit, uh
Only time my slime murder's on the cruise ships, uh
Got cutter and it's longer than a pool stick, uh
Straight face, no dates, I'm a
I ain't even gotta my dawgs to keep one in the chamber
Ready to take it off shoulder, frustration and anger
Yeah, they get it, don't approach us, fuck famous
as I got my...
go

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