Luyện nghe bài hát Fan Or Foe

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

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

Fan or foe, I really know
Off at the niggas they know
But I look light, was a night
And I was looking like a mutha
Wanna all me doe

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

Man, I thought I was gonna get a bullet in a
You should be careful how you upon us
Got a bonus for all the if they want it
I know they wait for Tecca Ninna
Till the opponent be up and hes you don't it

We don't if they be or not
(No)
Probably 'cuz all of them live on the
you rapping niggas know what you got
Toughest ever, you up on the top
Show some respect when you me

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

We be trippin', we can go
Peeping like he's doe
the doe or want 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 know if he fan or foe

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

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

I'm just a nigga a little bit of fame
But if you get the than I'm giving up my game
Never catch me slipping, you can get it out yo
fan or foe

Fuck a nigga, try to get his on my doe
But if you really come on
Try to get a, you can feed the
my hands on your throat

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

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

Watch me do you with all that fake
You fill with hate
Hoping wishing you were my
so vicious, you gon' have to face it

They try to it
I laced it like a tennis shoes and I've been a fool
Like bitch and X-Raided
But this is a interview

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

they walking past me, giving me the eye
When they past me they be
When you new shit out
At the house

They be huddled up and I
I might one out get the nigga bigger than me
For the trigger to see, if he tough
Make it what he trying to be but he ain't bad
Don't know how to approach a
Get to how I'm post up

even live in peace
And when I eat 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 it's time to do it

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