Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

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

Yo when you say you thuggin it matter
It into my mind as just chit chatter
You may say I have a ego or maybe three
But none of that tough I take seriously
It goes in one ear and right out the
Heard that fake thug brotha
I don't mean to brag, 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 when one, attempts to analyze
get your hands tied
Thrown a boat, don't know what you was thinking
That dream is over, body sinking

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

[Puff
You got it (that's right)
hits the floor when the shit drops
This shit knocked, stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all night
We don't stop, niggas thought the was gone
But I'm to do it again, lead up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn into the scene of the
I'm accurate, damn you can have shit
I just get a slide with the baddest bitch
and actresses, that swallow
Bottles, magnum shit
Get, as fuck, leave when the lights is up
Tear it when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin nice as
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 thugs out there, who got it,
How many times we tear it down and to shit now,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you know 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, back to
With funny after y'all

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

to fade

P Diddy gonna shoot to