Luyện nghe bài hát Fck Em

(Ft. 2 & Wale)

1: Rick Ross]
C-note after c-note, put the on my kilo
Thought I wouldnt make it, now Im winning Tebow
Fourth quarter, Im back, fourth quarter, in
Fourth quarter, that, four Ford in all black
I boss and I meant that, advance, you spent that
so clean youll think Bruce Springsteen rent that
Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten
Dubai, I been there, but f-ck that, we in
Roll up and inhale, I live to Denzel
Alonzo, my cost three mil, this shit real
IPhone and iPad, in my gat
Left hand got ten bands, back pocket, four
All I need is bad hoes, all niggas gon rat
these niggas working now, they knocked it down, theyre going back
All I is Benzos, riding on Lorenzos
Stack my money tenfold, make this my new

Fuck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
F-ck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
F-ck all you
me f-ck all these b! tches
I got eight different
And they all condition

Im screaming f-ck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
em, f-ck em, Im screaming f-ck em
I got five different
This is my
Im screaming, F-ck every
Cause b! tch, Im big
Im f-ck em

[Verse 2: 2
Me gon hit my
Me gon hit my
What you know walking in the Gucci store and they salute?
Chain cost a coupe, coupe a crib
Riding the chopper like its my friend
This for real niggas only, I still bail with
Got a sign in my garage say, Foreign only
Forces pouring, on Im touring
See my shit that fire shit, and yo shit
2 smoking loud like its a newborn
Dad around, my father figure was Too Short
New Porsche deuced up, two got juice in it
Two forks, two pipes, I could whip it
My is bow-legged, just do it like Bo Jackson
Every Im toe-tagging, tune big as a Volkswagon
got me sagging, it really doesnt matter
I run circles round these niggas world like

Fuck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
F-ck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
all you haters
Watch me f-ck all these b!
I got eight different
And all mint condition

Im screaming f-ck em, em, Im screaming f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
I got five Benzes
This is my
Im screaming, every witness
Cause b! tch, Im big
Im f-ck em

[Verse 3:
Black Foamposites, its like we on that outer
Riding five deep and Im as dirty as congressmen
Sixty-two, without no tint, roof of my new shit
Ironic sense, my increased, my driver see the profit
Yeah, word, f-ck you niggas, pay me
that Mark McGuire strong
Oakland aint no smoke
Shout-out to lady, a.k.a. MMG favorite ho
Tell that ass the way to go before I her where to go
No Canseco, and Im lanes at one six oh
A nigga fine, a police siren!
Woop woop, nah, thats Diplo
And you cute, shorty, get low
On the low, Imma talk that
Jungle fever for the
or white, thats Anglo-Sax

Fuck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
F-ck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
all you haters
Watch me f-ck all these b!
I got different Rollies
And they all mint

Im f-ck em, f-ck em, Im screaming f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
I got five different
This is my
Im screaming, every witness
Cause b! tch, Im big
Im f-ck em