Luyện nghe bài hát F&N

808
Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and even get back in it
ATL Jacob, ATL

bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah
How do I dress? Yeah, my flesh, yeah
as I roll up, put my doors up
Go'n head, pour up, a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, tall shit, let's go
I in the spot on a tall bitch, let's go
I told 'em to get out and bag that, go
I'm Lucas 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, they whippin' them new machines,
By any means, yeah, we gotta clear out the scene,
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 that first, Ray J

I'm a well known nuisance and my bad
Pop one Perc', then you like kickstand
AP, that's a wristband
All these niggas shaky, might as well
I don't him, we gon' dust him, that's some Taliban
Big foreign truck, it's up like an avalanche
I'll you how to finesse for some big bands
I got so many white bitches, Ku Klan
I come with the pharmacy, come the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a hit on your head,
comin' to get you, they slicin' your throat
Put a bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, wipin' her nose
M.O.H., over hoes
I got H in front of the lil' 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 doors
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I was too high for the
You a body, get a Rollie
We entertain no police
I'm certified with my
They would hell 'bout woadie
Got a scale for the dodie
I done met friends in
We done met and chopped it up on some shit, uh
Only my slime talk murder's on the cruise ships, uh
Got that cutter and it's than a pool stick, uh
Straight face, no dates, I'm a
I ain't even gotta tell my 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, be goin' through doors
Drop low, get down on the
Young nigga, they gon' and wipe your nose
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