Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

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

Yo you say you thuggin it doesn matter
It into my mind as just chit chatter
You may say I have a ego or just three
But none of that tough luck I seriously
It goes in one ear and out the other
Heard that fake 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 sucker you
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 a boat, don't know what you was thinking
That dream is over, 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, get shoot to shit
bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
You we tired and you shoot to shit
You want hardcore the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

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 long
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 that shit
I just wanna get a slide with the bitch
Models and actresses, swallow
Bottles, magnum shit
Get, as fuck, leave when the lights is up
Tear it when the mics is up
Lately they say gettin nice as hell
Shit, if I don't it I recite it well
the flow, so tight you got to know
I'm with 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 you'd get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I and what I bring
Don't fuck with me you won't get to shit
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, back to
With funny niggas after

Daddy]
ladies, get up
Bounce tits up
Be happy ain't shoot this shit up
Cause I see some ladies
That I could give a condom or 3 tonight
You might catch a flight if you me right
But if you there you gettin cab fare
Yo, I'm more for drama little clap clap
I mean I ain't Ghandi of this whole rap
But you see honey what I'm with there?
All I need is a to get back to the lair
Back it is let's trap the deal, where
Cease is with a few of his
That's how we is, side and divide
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the tramp
And you come 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 don't shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want, and I bring
Yo New York city don't shoot to
You want smash the walls
Back, and back, back to
With funny niggas after

to fade

P Diddy shoot to shit