Luyện nghe bài hát FOX 5

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

Free Homicide, it was a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
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 like it's Matt
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin' opp 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
Rich nigga, I eat Popeyes
Rollie, brought 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 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
Nickname jaw (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I gettin' high
Nigga, I'm a popper (Nigga, I'm a pill popper)
We got ten hundred-round (Nah)
Heard you was a junkie, used to steal (Nah)
Pull up, whip proper
Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker (Cake like Crocker)
Uh, beatin' through your bae, stalkers, I know day robbers, gotta keep a door stopper (Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin' more llama, Gunna, he a model, and his bitch a headhunter (And his bitch a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner gotta keep a real burner, never been a store runner (Never been a runner)
bitches yell, Go, Gunna (Go, Gunna)
You gotta be own boss, uh (Own boss)
Dressed like a showoff, go and get it, don't talk, let the rub off (Let the money rub off)
Nah, these niggas gettin' cut off, is not a love lost, we'll never do soft (We'll never do soft)
You niggas too soft (Niggas too soft)
Free all my niggas, prison walk (Free the gang)

Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
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 I'ma mine
I a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin' opp in the Royce
I'm R5, R5
you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I these 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
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 the Lord mad at me 'cause a nigga sinnin'
I talkin' motherfuckin' testin' Ray J, man, I come out that Wraith just with motherfuckin' bangers
I let that cutter hit every angle, I come out that back, whips like I'm
What the a pussy boy had said?
I know if he ain't speakin' sign language
And I left town with ten, pockets on top, nigga, no time to count us (Say what?)

Free Homicide, it was a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, he gon' take mine
Know I'm on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on
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 his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these tap out
nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, the clock out
And I know you tryna gain clout
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