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

I say brothers are by other brothers reps
But they're all playing roles like 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 been shook your 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
only so many spots they're had to earn
Pack it up it in
So let me
Don't me have to smack your dumb ass into a head spin
You're left in suspense from the of my presence
Trying to get under false pretense
You say something but you're not sure
If I'm a dis ya you're not pure
Like the cheap version that gets cut with baking
If you had you still couldn't get over
I know your crew's be crazy weak
Cause I can them by the company they keep
Way deep is how I get this rap thing
you're napping I got your 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 out to appeal to the masses
You have to go back and enroll in some
All you curve start shaking your asses
All you blunt take two pulls and pass it
Back in '89 I dropped too acid
Rock from Lake 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 little
I'm fed up it's to go head hunting
Dead up too many crews be
I'm fed up it's time to go head
Get up I'll break ya a little something
I'm fed up time to go head hunting
Dead up too crews be fronting
I'm fed up it's time to go hunting
Hey what's that don't turn around
To your back I got the grey
Hard for you that act odd
The ones faking jacks packing acting hard
But let's you really had a burner
You would still some lessons on how to hold 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 this my homey
You need to get the fuck out my face cause you know me jack
Eeny miney moe
I put seeds in your mental and I watch em
on the instrument and then clock my flow
Put the dough in my 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 wrath do the
seven deadly sins represent my jinn
You scheming on me kid where you been
I been all my life I'm my only friend
There's a killer on the money it's the end
And you might think I'm a dummy
But while you're out at the spot I'm home chilling your honey
I flavor
Like Steven King I the horror
If you wanna see tomorrow 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 many of these rappers blowing up because of kid
You ain't did the bid you ain't never pulled the
You battle me I make you stagger 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 your ass like your pops
Get the real money and then the props

Lyrics by: mikE'97