Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Night (Remix)

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


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

[Verse 3:
Float a butterly, sting like a bee
Rumble young rumble!
Lil' mamma want a like me in the sheets
Ice cube it out like Deebo
Now who's that talking gangsta shit?
gonna kick your ass
When I walk up in the club I make a thunderstorm
Let them know that a whole lot of cash
Rich on the right all night (rich nigga)
Broke niggas to the by yourself (brokanese)
Now who the just said that the roof on fire?
Call 911 like