Luyện nghe bài hát F.O.D.

Fuck y'all who thought we were taking a fall you the call, but we didn't drop the ball.
Took drastic time to get the look of the trade, sick of the cry baby serenade.
What you
out and pla'ay
You know that ass sla'ay.
'Nuff given to the Mojo.
If you don't wanna give it, then take it ho'.

Originality get off the dick and all you jealous bands keep shit.
Back stabbers, no friend of mine.
the line.
You know that ass be mine.

F.O.D.
Four of doom.
F.O.D.
piece of doom.
F.O.D.
Four of doom.
F.O.D.
piece of doom.

New sound Atlanta shaking you up Fanta.

Pop goes top 'cause we're getting real hot.
Two crackers and two who ain't scared to pull the trigger.
who dissin' us can get the middle finger.

You suckers sold us out 'cause your soul's for sale.
Mad as hell a rebel yell.
We walk the walk and the talk,

it's not our fault that ass fell of!!!!!!!!!!!

stabbers, ain't no friend of mine.
Originality get off the dick and all you jealous keep talking shit.

the line.
You know that ass be mine.

F.O.D.
Four of doom.
F.O.D.
piece of doom.
F.O.D.

Four of doom.
F.O.D.
Four of doom.

Suckers wanna battle, but they don't know how, just another reason why my foul.
You had enough, calling my bluff.
step into my zone and see if you're rough enough.
BOOM BAM bands (spit).

You got to get rid of the flam.
Monkey see, do.
Punk, you're fucking with the four piece of doom, piece of doom,
four of doom.

F.O.D.
F.O.D.
F.O.D.
F.O.D.
F.O.D.