Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Night (Remix)

If you know me know this my feng shui
Certified everywhere, gotta print my resume
crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Dogg, I had to regulate
Public Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at
MIGO!
[Hook:
Broke niggas stand to the
My rich stand to the right
mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!)
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight
Hit it with the left, hit the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like night
Beat it with the left, it with the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like night
[Verse 1:
Pack the pussy out,
Put a pussy in his place, it like a paper route
on a stand, my bitch'll never testify
We ain't vibe, like the (?) it's all blurred lines
Who the fuck wanted pussy? Punch you in good eye
Go the all time, (?) then it's
Poor down to ride, big booty, tender lines
All whip, they lies (?)
I pastor, I'm the now
Young Jones, Spike Lee with this shit
Tap the face, Tyson, real Tyga in the crib
Shit, sitting on sixes, I this (?) shit
This the motherfuckin' I get? Bitch


If you know me know ain't my feng shui
everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up
R.I.P to Dogg, I had to regulate
2: Takeoff]
If you me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't print my resume
crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him
It's a coming on the interstate
Sirloin steak all on my plate
Your main bitch say she wanna make a sex
Rich nigga, I could never be a broke (rich nigga)
niggas I can never get along with them!
Always been hated since a little (always)
It's pussy nigga gotta deal with it (rich nigga!)

[Verse 3:
like a butterly, sting like a bee
Rumble nigga rumble!
Lil' want a nigga like me in the sheets
Ice cube knock it out like
Now who's that talking that shit?
Somebody gonna your ass
I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm
Let them know that this a lot of cash
Rich niggas on the all night (rich nigga)
niggas to the left by yourself (brokanese)
Now who the hell said that the roof on fire?
911 like Wyclef