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

I say brothers are by other brothers reps
But they're all playing roles just like Epps
I see so many players I wonder where the is
My name's Everlast I'm hard to kill like
The that you're 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 watch me
only so many spots they're had to earn
Pack it up it in
So let me
Don't make me to smack your dumb ass into a head spin
You're left in suspense from the aura of my
Trying to get props under pretense
You wanna say but you're not sure
If I'm a dis ya you're not pure
Like the cheap version gets cut with baking soda
If you had game you couldn't get over
I know your crew's gotta be weak
Cause I can judge by the company they keep
Way deep is how I get into this rap
While you're napping I got chick's titties flapping
She's for me to hit her off lovely
I'm a slay all you like as if I was ...
When you sell out to appeal to the
You to go back and enroll in some classes
All you curve pieces start your asses
All you blunt holders two pulls and pass it
Back in '89 I dropped too acid
from Lake Habasoo out to Lake Placid
While you busy on the people you blasted
I'm asking how many days you fasted

Get up I'll break ya down a something
I'm fed up time to go head hunting
Dead up too many be fronting
I'm fed up it's to go head hunting
Get up I'll break ya down a something
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
Dead up too many be fronting
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
Hey what's that sound turn around
To your back I got the ground
Hard for you that act odd
The ones faking jacks packing guns hard
But let's suppose you really had a
You would still need some lessons on how to it firmer
Fuck a murder I'm a just your ego
Cause we know that you really got no people
a prop my man this my homey that
You need to get the fuck out my face cause you don't know me
Eeny miney moe
I put seeds in your and I watch em grow
Turn on the and then clock my flow
Put the in my pocket and I rock the show
Cause I know and you is how we go
to the Muslim
Shalom to the
Geed lust envy sloth gluttony pride and do the math
These seven deadly sins my jinn
You scheming on testing me kid where you
I told all my life I'm my only friend
There's a killer on the road it's the end
And you think that I'm a dummy
But while you're out at the spot I'm home with your honey
I flavor
Steven King I write the horror
If you wanna see tomorrow when I lead you're best to
Or you'll be along the road in the dust
And me and you won't have too much to
Trust me I be the gifted
Too many of these blowing up because of Guinness kid
You did the bid you ain't never pulled the trigger
You battle me I make you more than liquor
I get raw I'm quickdraw the I dealt ya'll
Ready to fuck with me so boy you better
Cause I'm a beat ass like your pops
Get the real estate money and the props

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