Luyện nghe bài hát Fed Up (remix W, Guru)

I say are amused by other brothers reps
But they're all playing roles just Omar Epps
I see so many players I wonder where the is
My Everlast I'm hard to kill like roaches
The dough that making has got you fronting and faking
Your heart's shook your brain's cooked like bacon
Can't believe not butter you thought you was on it
Out trying to flaunt it but just Blue Bonnet
And now it's my turn kid me churn
There's only so many they're had to earn
it up pack it in
So let me
Don't make me have to smack your dumb ass into a head
You're left in suspense the aura of my presence
Trying to get props under pretense
You wanna say something but not sure
If I'm a dis ya you're not pure
Like the cheap version that gets cut with baking
If you had game you still get over
I know crew's gotta be crazy weak
Cause I can them by the company they keep
Way deep is how I get into rap thing
While you're napping I got your titties flapping
She's asking for me to hit her off
I'm a all you punks like as if I was ...
When you out to appeal to the masses
You to go back and enroll in some classes
All you curve pieces start shaking asses
All you holders take two pulls and pass it
in '89 I dropped too much acid
Rock from Habasoo out to Lake Placid
you busy ragging on the people you blasted
I'm asking how many have you fasted

Get up break ya down a little something
I'm fed up time to go head hunting
Dead up too many be fronting
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
Get up break ya down a little something
I'm fed up time to go head hunting
up too many crews be fronting
I'm fed up it's to go head hunting
Hey what's that don't turn around
To your I got the grey ground
Hard for you chumps act odd
The faking jacks packing guns acting hard
But let's suppose you had a burner
You would still need some lessons on how to hold it
a murder I'm a just kill your ego
Cause we know that you really got no people
Murdering a prop my man my homey that
You need to get the fuck out my face cause you don't me jack
Eeny miney moe
I put seeds in your mental and I watch em
Turn on the and then clock my flow
Put the dough in my pocket and I rock the
Cause I and you this is how we go
to the Muslim
Shalom to the
Geed lust envy sloth gluttony pride and do the math
seven deadly sins represent my jinn
You scheming on testing me kid you been
I told all my life I'm my only friend
a killer on the road money it's the end
And you might that I'm a dummy
But you're out at the spot I'm home chilling with your honey
I kicks
Like Steven I write the horror
If you wanna see tomorrow when I lead you're to follow
Or you'll be left along the in the dust
And me and you won't too much to discuss
Trust me I be the unlimited
Too many of these rappers up because of Guinness kid
You ain't did the bid you never pulled the trigger
You battle me I make you stagger more liquor
I get raw I'm the outlaw I dealt ya'll
Ready to fuck with me so boy you stop
Cause I'm a beat your ass your pops
Get the real estate and then the props

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