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, thats that, four Ford in all
I said boss and I that, advance, you spent that
Corvette so 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 condo cost three mil, this real
IPhone and iPad, in my gat
Left got ten bands, back pocket, four stacks
All I is bad hoes, all these niggas gon rat
Half 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 f-ck em
F-ck all you
Watch me f-ck all these b!
I got eight different
And all mint condition

Im screaming em, f-ck em, Im screaming f-ck em
em, f-ck em, Im screaming f-ck em
I got different Benzes
is my deposition
Im screaming, F-ck witness
b! tch, Im big business
Im f-ck em

2: 2 Chainz]
Me gon hit my
Me gon hit my
What you know about in the Gucci store and they salute?
cost a coupe, coupe cost a crib
Riding with the chopper like its my
This for real niggas only, I still with Kobe
Got a sign in my garage that say, only
pouring, on mixtapes Im touring
See my shit that fire shit, and yo boring
2 Chainz smoking 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 whip it both-handed
My girl is bow-legged, just do it Bo Jackson
beat Im toe-tagging, tune big as a Volkswagon
Money got me sagging, it really matter
I run circles round these niggas world Saturn

Fuck em, em, Im screaming f-ck em
F-ck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
F-ck all you
Watch me all these b! tches
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 screaming em
I got five different
This is my
Im screaming, F-ck witness
Cause b! tch, Im big
Im f-ck em

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

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

Im f-ck em, f-ck em, Im screaming f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
I got different Benzes
This is my
Im screaming, F-ck every
b! tch, Im big business
Im f-ck em