Luyện nghe bài hát FOX 5

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

Free Homicide, it was a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, 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 your 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
Catch you at the red light, out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his out
Yeah, I guarantee niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat
Presidential Rollie, the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain
Yeah, you we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you we don't 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 call the clock stopper (Clock stopper)
Ah, pretty vibe, skeetin' in her eye
Nickname jaw (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I been gettin'
Nigga, I'm a popper (Nigga, I'm a pill popper)
We got ten choppers (Nah)
Heard you was a junkie, used to steal (Nah)
Pull up, whip game
Money get A, lotta cake like Betty (Cake like Betty Crocker)
Uh, beatin' through your bae, stalkers, I know every day robbers, keep a door stopper (Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin' more llama, Gunna, he a role model, and his a headhunter (And his bitch a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner keep a real burner, never been a store runner (Never been a store runner)
These yell, Go, Gunna (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 lost, we'll never do soft (We'll never do soft)
You niggas too soft (Niggas too soft)
Free all my niggas, gotta walk (Free the gang)

Free Homicide, it was a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, thinkin' he gon' take
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you your business, 'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, 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 these tap out

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

Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, thinkin' he gon' mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho it's Matt Ryan
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, then jump off the porch, 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 these tap out
nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the out
And I know you tryna gain clout
Yeah, you we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we go to FOX 5
Yeah, you we don't go to FOX 5