Luyện nghe bài hát FOX 5

(What's good, Mario?)
Man, all the hoes in the fuckin' background, shut the fuck up
Fuck you talkin', man, R5 in the building
some respect
Kick them folks out the spot,
She talkin'? (No)
Oh,

Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind
I a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on toys
Bored, jump off the porch, smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm R5, R5
you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his out
Yeah, I these niggas tap out
nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the out
And I know you niggas tryna clout
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you we don't go to FOX 5

Yeah, we goin' on FOX 5 (FOX 5)
Don't me call the maybe call the clock stopper (Clock stopper)
Ah, pretty vibe, skeetin' in her eye
jaw locker (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I been gettin'
Nigga, I'm a pill (Nigga, I'm a pill popper)
We got ten hundred-round (Nah)
Heard you was a junkie, used to copper (Nah)
Pull up, game proper
get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker (Cake like Betty Crocker)
Uh, beatin' your bae, stalkers, I know every day robbers, gotta keep a door stopper (Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin' more llama, Gunna, he a role model, and his bitch a headhunter (And his a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner gotta keep a real burner, never been a runner (Never been a store runner)
These bitches yell, Go, (Go, Gunna)
You be your own boss, uh (Own boss)
Dressed like a showoff, go and get it, talk, let the money rub off (Let the money rub off)
Nah, these niggas gettin' cut off, this is not a love lost, never do soft (We'll never do soft)
You niggas too soft (Niggas too soft)
Free all my niggas, gotta walk (Free the gang)

Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like it's Matt
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mine
I a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on toys
Bored, jump off the porch, smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, out
Yeah, we to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee niggas tap out

round drum on your boy, and we just hopped out a Royce
We pullin' up with a silencer, no, ain't makin' noise
shirt, man, I had to peppermint it
Yeah, I a big blitz, yeah, I had to go and end it
Go and the fuckin' pin, we'll pull up in a minute
Yeah, I the Lord mad at me 'cause a nigga sinnin'
I ain't talkin' motherfuckin' testin' Ray J, man, I come out that Wraith just with motherfuckin'
I let that cutter hit every angle, I come out that back, whips I'm Django
What the a pussy boy had said?
I don't know if he ain't speakin' language
And I just left town with ten, pockets on top, nigga, no time to us (Say what?)

Free Homicide, it was a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a rob 'em, know we'll kill him, thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she on toys
Bored, jump off the porch, smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm R5, R5
you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his out
Yeah, I guarantee niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat
Presidential Rollie, brought the out
And I know you niggas gain clout
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you we don't go to FOX 5