Luyện nghe bài hát Fan Or Foe

Back up, a minute
Why you looking at me like
Do you really wanna or you flip in the script?
Do you wanna rap a nigga
Or bang us a whoop in a

I even want us to come to bustin' up shots
Nigga, misery can't produce cops and a'
Don't if you whilin' or what?
All you wanna do is in the cut

Fan or foe, I don't know
Off at the show niggas know
But I look light, was a night
And I was like a mutha fukka
Wanna all me doe

Come up to me, my would be chillin'
Betta think I'm a 5-6 villain
All wanna talk about, I did it
I did it

Man, I I was gonna get a bullet in a minute
You be careful how you walk upon us
Got a bonus for all the opponents if they it
I know they wait for Ninna moments
Till the be poppin' up and hes you don't it

We if they be trippin' or not
(No)
'cuz all of them live on the block
When you rapping know what you got
Toughest ever, you up on the top
some respect when you approach me

Don't you be mugging me, might that drug in me
Plug in a nigga for shrugging me
Ain't nothing wrong with peeping, geeking
the man hoe but the grandma so bama, stama
I don't if you fan or foe

We be trippin', we can go
like he's seeking doe
Want the doe or to go
I don't if you fan or foe
I don't if you fan or foe
I don't if you fan or foe
Easy, and speak and brawl
I know if he fan or foe

Now easy how speak with broken teeth
That did, young flow he can dope be choken
So yo' ass and you be walking off with it
Run up poor in the open

Making shut up, woofing with that cold shit
Can't shenanigans, thinking you makes it the manikins
Thinking you silking the
Back up wait a minute why you looking at me like

I'm just a nigga with a bit of fame
But if you get the than I'm giving up my game
catch me slipping, you can get it out yo brain
fan or foe

Fuck a nigga, try to get his on my doe
But if you want come on
Try to get a, you can the unpulla
Tuck my on your throat

Man I'm a low, a background for sack town
Better out from the blao, blao
Black out, black out, out, black out
(Braa rara ttata aaaa)

with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle
Wicking game on blood goca doodle
you gon' catch me slip at a show
No factor slick, oh slack, shock a

me do you with all that fake shit
You with hate trade
Hoping you were my replacement
Courage so vicious, you gon' have to it

They try to it
'Cuz I laced it like a tennis shoes and I've a fool
Like Zeepo bitch and
But this is a interview

a bee a bad idea, if it never go home again
Nigga looking at me imma chicken dinner
back at niggas like a shot of Hennessey
So I gotta carry the four, I really know though

'Cuz walking past me, giving me the eye
When past me they be asking
you new shit coming out
At the picture

They be up and I think
I might pick one out get the nigga bigger me
For the trigger to see, if he tough
Make it what he to be but he ain't bad though
know how to approach a vulture
Get to close how I'm up

Can't even in peace
And when I eat with my peeps In the
You in my face your mix-tapes
And if i try to to it, we get it to it
And fo' all that fue it it's time to do it

Uh, 'cuz a nigga out south out the mouth
Your be loving me, giving me mouth to mouth
(Yeah)
But it ain't fair that the gotta do on
What you wanna do, you ain't there
And if too softly, softy you see me out
You get out off me