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 or they living off the past
When i'm blowing money with my bros
I been seeing niggas sell they soul
How you catch a case and out on parole?
I've state to state getting money on the road
Had to reevaluate who I could to to on the phone
Switch it up, the game pay attention, you should listen up
Follow and one day you 'gon get as rich as us
Seven digit, street nigga that ain't enough
Forty million on the crib that nigga Puff
Niggas yachts, niggas buying jets, that make me wanna buy the block just to reinvest
Help my young niggas it before it's nothing left

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

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[Verse 3: Capone]
Different now that my pop's gone
Low tolerance promise get popped on
Microwave the sounding like popcorn
Grind heavy the cops or the rocks gone
Same nigga, so what? The time's
When I couldn't get money I to find ways
Counting thousands off the in the hallway
It long before I figured out crime pays
We still in search of them days
Dark streets, only light police raid
Where stress out and let that shots off
Los Scan, like a skillet pop off
I hit the ave and with the uncut raw
it up and told niggas I had the cake moss
Nothing fancy, protect myself with the ball
It wasn't easy I had to hustle on Park

Baby me the ever did it yeah
Hopefully my day will 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 though we'd never hit
Sticking to the script get rich and never
All my role doing sentences, yeah
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