Luyện nghe bài hát F.O.D.

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

Originality get off the dick and all you jealous keep talking shit.
Back stabbers, ain't no of mine.
the line.
You know ass will be mine.

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

New Atlanta shaking you up like Fanta.

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

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

it's not our fault that your ass 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.
Four of doom.
F.O.D.

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

Suckers wanna battle, but they know how, just another reason why my attitude's foul.
You had enough, you're my bluff.
Well into my zone and see if you're rough enough.
BOOM BAM getting (spit).

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

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