Luyện nghe bài hát Fan Or Foe

Back up, wait a
Why you looking at me that?
Do you really trip or you flip in the script?
Do you rap with a nigga
Or bang us a whoop in a

I don't even us to come to bustin' up shots
Nigga, misery produce enough cops and a'
Don't know if you whilin' or
All you do is freestyle in the cut

Fan or foe, I really know
Off at the show they know
But I light, was a good night
And I was looking a mutha fukka
Wanna all me doe

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

Man, I I was gonna get a bullet in a minute
You should be how you walk upon us
Got a for all the opponents if they want it
I know they wait for Tecca moments
Till the opponent be poppin' up and hes you it

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

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

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

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

Making them shut up, woofing that cold shit
that shenanigans, thinking you makes it the manikins
Thinking you silking the
Back up wait a why you looking at me like that

I'm just a with a little bit of fame
But if you get the trippin' than I'm up my game
Never 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 really want on
Try to get a, you can the unpulla
my hands on your throat

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

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

Watch me do you all that fake shit
You fill with trade
wishing you were my replacement
Courage so vicious, you gon' to face it

try to taste it
'Cuz I laced it like a tennis shoes and I've a fool
Like bitch and X-Raided
But this is a different

Living a bee a bad idea, if it never go home
Nigga looking at me like imma chicken
Looking at niggas like a shot of Hennessey
So I carry the four, I don't really know though

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

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

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

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