Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

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

Yo when you say you it doesn matter
It goes into my as just chit 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 right out the
Heard fake thug shit? brotha
I don't to brag, never never hate
You ain't got the bank that it takes to 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 one, attempts to analyze
Franchise get your hands
Thrown over a boat, don't what you was thinking
dream is over, your body sinking

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

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

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
How many times we tear it down and shoot to now,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get shoot to
bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
Don't 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 shit up
Cause I see some tonight
I could give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You might a flight if you playing me right
But if you whack there you cab fare
Yo, I'm for drama little clap clap there
I mean I ain't of this whole rap gear
But you see honey what I'm with there?
All I is a minute to get back to the lair
Back where it is let's trap the deal,
Cease is a few of his pieces
how we is, east side and divide
If she ain't with, hit the road tramp
And don't you back no more no more no more
No

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

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P Diddy gonna to shit