Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

One two one two
One two one two
This one here goes out to all the fake thugs out there
Yeah uh huh

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

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
See that, get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and what I
You know we tired and you to shit
You want hardcore the walls
Back, and back, back to
With funny niggas after

Daddy]
You got it (that's right)
Everybody the floor when the shit drops
This shit knocked, stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all night
We don't stop, niggas the heat was gone
But I'm to do it again, lead up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn the scene of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can have that
I just wanna get a slide with the bitch
Models and actresses, that
Bottles, that magnum
Get, nice as fuck, leave the lights is up
Tear it down when the is up
Lately they say Diddy's nice as hell
Shit, if I don't it I recite it well
the flow, so tight you got to know
I'm tight with my 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 fuck you you and you you, you and you
Yo in you'd get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
Don't with me you won't get shoot to shit
You want smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas after

[Puff
ladies, get up
Bounce your up
Be happy ain't shoot this shit up
Cause I see some ladies
I could give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You might catch a flight if you me right
But if you whack there you cab fare
Yo, I'm more for drama little clap there
I mean I ain't Ghandi of this whole rap
But you see honey what I'm rappin there?
All I need is a minute to get back to the
where it is let's trap the deal, where
Cease is a few of his pieces
That's how we is, east and divide
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the tramp
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 touched fuck don't shoot to shit
Fuck you you and you you, you and you
We with Bad Boy shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want, and what I bring
Yo New York city shoot to shit
You want hardcore the walls
Back, and back, back to
With niggas after y'all

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P Diddy gonna to shit