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 Omar
I see so players I wonder where the coach is
My name's Everlast I'm to kill like roaches
The dough that you're making has got you fronting and
Your heart's been shook brain's cooked like bacon
Can't you're not butter you thought you was on it
Out trying to flaunt it but it's Blue Bonnet
And now it's my kid watch 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 spin
You're in suspense from the aura of my presence
to get props under false pretense
You wanna say but you're not sure
If I'm a dis ya you're not pure
Like the cheap that gets cut with baking soda
If you had game you still couldn't get
I know your gotta be crazy weak
Cause I can them by the company they keep
Way deep is how I get into this rap
While you're napping I got your chick's flapping
She's asking for me to hit her off
I'm a all you punks like as if I was ...
When you sell out to appeal to the
You have to go and enroll in some classes
All you curve pieces start shaking your
All you blunt take two pulls and pass it
Back in '89 I dropped too acid
Rock from Habasoo out to Lake Placid
you busy ragging on the people you blasted
I'm asking how days have you fasted

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

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