Luyện nghe bài hát Fucc 'Em

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

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

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[Verse 3: Capone]
nigga now that my pop's gone
Low tolerance promise you'd get on
Microwave the bullets like popcorn
Grind heavy the come or the rocks gone
Same nigga, so what? The time's
When I couldn't get money I used to ways
Counting thousands off the cavi in the
It wasn't long before I figured out pays
We still in of them bright days
Dark streets, only when police raid
Where niggas out and let that shots off
Los Scan, a skillet it'll pop off
I hit the ave and posted the uncut raw
it up and told niggas I had the cake moss
Nothing fancy, protect with the eight ball
It wasn't easy I had to hustle on Hyde

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