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 rap with a nigga
Or bang us a whoop in a

I don't even want us to to bustin' up shots
Nigga, misery can't produce enough 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 show niggas they
But I light, was a good night
And I was like a mutha fukka
jack all me doe

Come up to me, my kids would be
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 careful how you walk us
Got a bonus for all the if they want it
I know they wait for Tecca moments
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
When you rapping niggas know you got
Toughest ever, you up on the top
some respect when you approach me

Don't you be mugging me, might have that in me
Plug in a nigga for shrugging me
Ain't nothing wrong 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 he's doe
the doe or want to go
I don't if you fan or foe
I know if you fan or foe
I know if you fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and
I know if he fan or foe

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

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

I'm a nigga with a little bit of fame
But if you get the trippin' than I'm 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 want come on
Try to get a, you can the unpulla
Tuck my hands on your

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

even live in peace
And when I eat my peeps In the place
You in my face with your
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, a nigga from out south out the mouth
Your be loving me, giving me mouth to mouth
(Yeah)
But it ain't fair the music gotta do on
What you do, when you ain't there
And if too softly, softy you see me out
You get out off me