Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

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One two one two
One two one two
This one right here goes out to all the fake out there
yeah uh huh

Yo when you say you thuggin it doesn
It into my mind as just chit chatter
You may say I have a ego or just three
But none of tough luck I take seriously
It in one ear and right out the other
that fake thug shit? brotha
I mean to brag, never never hate
You ain't got the that it takes to stop this
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha you missed
I put inside, you know who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate when one, to analyze
get your hands tied
Thrown over a boat, don't know what you was
dream is over, your body sinking

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you out there, who don't got it,
Come to and get shoot to shit,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
See that, get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and I bring
You know we tired and you shoot to
You want smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas after

Daddy]
You got it (that's right)
Everybody hits the when the shit drops
This shit knocked, bitch (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all night
We stop, niggas thought the heat was gone
But I'm back to do it again, up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn into the of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can have shit
I just wanna get a slide with the bitch
Models and actresses, swallow
Bottles, magnum shit
Get, nice as fuck, leave the lights is up
Tear it down the mics is up
they say Diddy's gettin nice as hell
Shit, if I don't write it I recite it
Locked the flow, so tight you got to
I'm tight my glock and my dough

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you out there, who don't got it,
How many we tear it down and shoot to shit now,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
fuck with me you won't get shoot to shit
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With niggas after y'all

Daddy]
ladies, get up
Bounce your up
Be happy Brooklyn ain't shoot this up
Cause I see some tonight
That I could give a or 3 babies tonight
You might a flight if you playing me right
But if you whack there you gettin cab
Yo, I'm for drama little clap clap there
I mean I ain't Ghandi of this rap gear
But you see honey what I'm rappin there?
All I need is a minute to get to the lair
Back it is let's trap the deal, where
is with a few of his pieces
That's how we is, side and divide
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the road
And don't you come back no no more no more
No

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it
You ain't fuck don't shoot to shit
Fuck you you and you you, you and you
We Bad Boy don't shoot to shit
bitch, you know what I want, and what I bring
Yo New York don't shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas after

to fade

P Diddy gonna to shit