Luyện nghe bài hát Fed

There is something going on down
In

In Vallejo, California,
In
In Vallejo, California,

He said just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex, high lawyers
And a young nigga his way

Lil' mannish ass on restriction
Cryin' with his motherfuckin' nose in the
Broke up out of that old shit and said
"Momma do what the fuck I wanna"

Hit the and make a wheelbarrow
of bread if I end up dead then press delete
I'm tired of powdered meat
Within a timah to get to the grind

So that boy a quarter key
Two hundred and electronic milligrams
sell it like a coke candy organization
And I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high shit

These are the type of that'll let a nigga know
When the drought about to hit, my
Get a 40 and mask it, it on God
Because me got me scratch buried in the backyard

Me and my click roll thick and be thinkin' of funk
you a moth problems nigga?
Let that go or get your head off
Catch you out of bounds on the wrong soil
Wrap that ass up like foil

I'm Fed Ex, heavy nigga, pushin' weight
(Pushin' weight)
From sardines and Spam to steak
ain't but plus sixteen
Fuckin' around the skillet, makin' a killin'
Runnin' through three or four units a on the over, over

the Whammy on 'em
(Whammy on 'em)
Cake up and baking soda, all that old
(What's yo' occupation?)
I'm a timah

Timah name, rang-in, major
Fed Ex, high powered
And a young nigga his way

Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em

I thought ya knew, bitch I thought ya knew
Huh, now it, I'm to the point where I don't touch it no mo'
You got lieutenants and killers all on the squadron
With po-po's on payroll, huh, lavish vehicles, they make life fo'-up
Front row seats at the fights, takin' expensive flights, huh

Q's, P's, birth and fake ID's
to drink liquor, with beadies and leaves
The fuzz wanna stop us
our fingerprints on some choppers

Listenin' to the scanner, I hear the say
"Man uhh, them boys, I can't stand uhh"
hoodlums sellin hawk, cloggin' up the block
Inna come-a new drop
We party in mansions V.I.P.'s fuck a flier
Invite celebrities like E-40 and J.R. Ridah,

I'm so
I'm so brotha
I'm so serious
I got n

He said just a, timah name, rang-in
factor, Fed Ex
High powered
And a young havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em

Wassup
Whas happenin', who
it's yo' boy
My bo?
Whassup you timah when yo ass town?

On a about my mail to the hillside of Vallejo
On a mission about my mail to the of Vallejo
On a mission my mail to the hillside of Vallejo
On a about my mail to the hillside of Vallejo

On a mission about my mail to the hillside of
On a mission my mail to the hillside of Vallejo
On a mission my mail to the hillside of Vallejo

You niggaz got me fucked, up
Me myself up out the game, hold up, motherfucker
I got bills to pay, nigga if you get out my way
I'm gonna your toupee
I'm in it to stay and I'm straight the Bay

But I never woulda thought that I would feel like
I can invest my in a franchise
Get 'em up out the before my homies lose they lizzives
Buy a fuckin' company and watch my mail rise

Ha ha, yeah,
Big timah, a motherfucker have his bread,
Fed Ex to the degree, tax free
Ballin' out of motherfuckin'

A factor playin' a white man's game man
Sneak in and sneak out, campaign and clam thang
Game can be sold and told at the time
And this shit here is designed to yo' mind
ass shit man for my high-powered ass Clickalation
Get it while it's good it's to graduation, understand me?

He said he's just a, timah name,
factor, Fed Ex
High lawyers
And a young havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em

name, rang-in
factor, Fed Ex
High lawyers
And a young havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em main
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em
Let 'em know, let 'em know
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em