Luyện nghe bài hát Fed

There is going on down here
In

In Vallejo, California,
In
In Vallejo, California,

He said just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex, powered lawyers
And a nigga havin' his way

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

Hit the streets and make a
Full of bread if I end up dead then press
I'm tired of eating powdered
a nigga timah to get to the grind

So that boy scored a key
Two hundred and fifty-two electronic
sell it like a coke candy organization
And I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high powered

These are the type of niggaz that'll let a nigga
When the about to hit, my [unverified]
Get a 40 and mask it, it on God
me got me scratch paper buried in the backyard

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

I'm Fed Ex, heavy duty nigga, pushin'
(Pushin' weight)
From sardines and Spam to steak
Motherfucker but plus sixteen
Fuckin' around the skillet, makin' a killin'
Runnin' through three or units a week on the over, over

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

Timah name, rang-in, major
Fed Ex, powered lawyers
And a nigga havin' his way

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

Bitch I thought ya knew, I thought ya knew
Huh, now check it, I'm to the 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 only make life
Front row seats at the fights, long expensive flights, huh

Q's, P's, birth certificates and fake
Like to drink liquor, with and leaves
The motherfuckin' fuzz wanna us
Found our fingerprints on choppers

Listenin' to the scanner, I the Penelope's say
"Man uhh, them boys, I can't stand uhh"
hoodlums sellin hawk, cloggin' up the block
Inna new 6-double-zero drop
We party in mansions V.I.P.'s nigga a flier
Invite like E-40 and J.R. Ridah, timah

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

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

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

Wassup
happenin', who dis?
Nigga yo' boy
My bo?
Whassup you timah when yo ass goin'

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

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

You got me fucked, fucked up
Me yanked myself up out the game, up, motherfucker
I got bills to pay, if you don't get out my way
I'm gonna peels toupee
I'm in it to stay and I'm from the Bay

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

Ha ha, yeah,
Big timah, a motherfucker his bread, mayan
Fed Ex to the highest degree, tax
out of motherfuckin' control

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

He said he's just a, name, rang-in
factor, Fed Ex
High lawyers
And a young nigga his way

Let 'em know, let 'em know
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 powered
And a nigga 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