Luyện nghe bài hát F&N

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

bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah
How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh,
as I roll up, put my doors up
Go'n head, pour up, a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that shit, let's go
I in the spot on a tall bitch, let's go
I 'em to get out and bag that, let's 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, whippin' them new machines, yeah
By any means, yeah, we gotta clear out the scene,
I just took an AK to a date
I just put VVs in a Richard face
And the is a day-date
Hit 'em with chopper first, Ray J

I'm a well known nuisance and my bad
Pop one Perc', then you lean like
Skeleton AP, that's a
All these niggas shaky, might as dance
I don't trust him, we dust him, that's some Taliban
Big foreign truck, lift up like an avalanche
teach you how to finesse for some big bands
I got so many bitches, Ku Klux Klan
I with the pharmacy, come with the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a lil' hit on head,
comin' to get you, they slicin' your 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 thoroughbred standin' at the store
In expensive threads, head to the
I know they talkin' shit 'cause they hoes
You know them FN go through doors
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I was too high for the
You a body, get a Rollie
We entertain no police
I'm with my dodie
They would hell 'bout woadie
Got a scale for the dodie
I met friends in Dolce
We met and chopped it up on some cool shit, uh
Only time my slime talk on the cruise ships, uh
Got that cutter and longer than a pool stick, uh
face, no dates, I'm a heavyweight
I even gotta tell my dawgs to keep one in the chamber
Ready to take it off your shoulder, and anger
Yeah, get it, don't approach us, fuck bein' famous
as I got my...
go

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