Luyện nghe bài hát Fan Or Foe

Back up, wait a
Why you at me like that?
Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the
Do you wanna rap with a
Or bang us a in a rip?

I don't want us to come to bustin' up shots
Nigga, misery can't produce enough 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 they know
But I look light, was a good
And I was looking like a mutha
jack all me doe

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

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

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

Don't you be mugging me, have that drug in me
Plug in a nigga for shrugging me
Ain't wrong with people 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 don't if you fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and
I don't if he fan or foe

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

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

I'm just a nigga with a bit of fame
But if you get the trippin' 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 feed the
Tuck my hands on your

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

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

Watch me do you with all that fake
You with hate trade
Hoping wishing you 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 bitch and X-Raided
But this is a interview

Living a bee a bad idea, if it go home again
looking at me like imma chicken dinner
Looking back at like a shot of Hennessey
So I carry the four, I don't really know though

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

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

Can't 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, a nigga from out south 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 there
And if too softly, when you see me out
You get out off me