Luyện nghe bài hát FOX 5

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

Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know kill him, thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like it's Ryan
Yeah, you longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, 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 guaranteed to shoot his out
Yeah, I guarantee these tap out
Rich nigga, I eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the out
And I know you niggas tryna gain
Yeah, you we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5

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

Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, we'll kill him, thinkin' 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 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 these tap out

Hundred round drum on boy, and we just hopped out a Royce
We up with a silencer, no, they ain't makin' noise
Pink shirt, man, I had to it
Yeah, I a big blitz, yeah, I had to go and end it
Go and drop the fuckin' pin, we'll up in a minute
Yeah, I know the 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, like I'm Django
the fuck 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 just a homicide, yeah, in the
Yeah, a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, thinkin' he gon' take mine
I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind business, 'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, opp pack in the Royce
I'm R5, R5
you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these tap out
Rich nigga, I eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the out
And I know you tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5