Luyện nghe bài hát Fucc 'Em

[Verse 1: Hussle]
Yeah, we know you to put in work that's old
and we seen your paperwork you told
All these niggas either sniffing glass or living off the past
When i'm money fast with my bros
Lately I been seeing niggas sell soul
How you a case and bail out on parole?
I've been state to state getting money on the
Had to reevaluate who I could to talk to on the
Switch it up, the game pay attention, you should listen up
Follow code and one day you get as rich as us
Seven digit, street nigga that ain't enough
million on the crib like that nigga Puff
Niggas buying yachts, niggas buying jets, that make me wanna buy the block to reinvest
Help my young niggas catch it before it's nothing

Baby me the realest ever did it
Hopefully my day ones remember this
Keep shit a hundred one until the death
Even when i'm gone they'll say I left
Lookin' at the like i'm glad I never quit
That's my niggas women we'd never hit
to the script get rich and never switch
All my role models doing sentences,
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[Verse 2:
Fuck each and every one of
I none of them
Frank Lucas push his roof back in of him
Leave a nigga toothless when it comes to the
I go stupid with the of the gun, know where i'm coming from?
North Philly Fraizer and Muhammad sparred
Last Ahkbar they calling all cop cars
When they you over, they might shoot you over moving
Now that we Truman they who we are
took a king from us, they X'd Malcolm out
You kidding me? I did my own black
Illmatic, Reasonable Doubt that's the main reason why these rappers can't get with me
Fuck em all, I hear the whistle it's time to ball
Y'all niggas throwing but y'all don't wanna brawl
How you going on a mission with no Fuck Stevies like a sight look at Stevie's ambition, we hood niggas that get it

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[Verse 3: Cuzzy
Different nigga now that my gone
Low promise you'd get popped on
the bullets sounding like popcorn
Grind heavy the cops come or the gone
Same nigga, so what? The changed
I couldn't get money I used to find ways
Counting thousands off the in the hallway
It wasn't before I figured out crime pays
We still in search of bright days
Dark streets, only light police raid
niggas stress out and let that shots off
Los Scan, a skillet it'll pop off
I hit the ave and posted with the raw
Sacked it up and told niggas I had the moss
Nothing fancy, myself with the eight ball
It easy I had to hustle on Hyde Park

Baby me the realest ever did it
Hopefully my day ones will remember
that shit a hundred one until the death
Even when i'm they'll say I never left
Lookin' at the roof like i'm glad I quit
That's my women though we'd never hit
Sticking to the get rich and never switch
All my role models doing sentences,
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