Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 50

Yeah, that'll do it, yeah, I hip hop
I love this muthafucking hip hop
This here is a real nigga man
Stay in motherfucking lane nigga
You with the Don nigga crack follow me

Fifty meet, Fifty, the fakest thug you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never ever be
Once I got you,Imma you my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
My, my, fo fo fo fo fo, my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
I'mma give it to you baby, and slow

Fifty you goin to end up dead you fucking with crack
Talk about your pop off, where the fuck you be at
I see MJ in the more than Curtis
Matter of fact, this shit is making niggaz nervous

gonna be families grieving every Sunday service
End up with your head popped off thanks to
But he dont care, he's still locked up in his house and
Steroid up and he come about that bitch

Is it me or does shop sound like magic stick?
In the video, this fifty bout to strip
Shaking his ass, the fuck is wrong with this nigga
Fifty don't make me,

Oh yeah, you got sixty-five on your team
And not from South side Jamaica, Queens
They're the in blue, and I'm just speaking the truth
Yeah we all see the in you, follow me

meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've ever seen
(It's crack)
Curtis, Jackson, how come you can never ever be seen
Once I got you,I'mma you my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(Shit all on you niggas)
My, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(Mofucker)
My, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(It's crack, it's crack, crack)

I'mma give it to you baby, nice and

Now let's it back to Vibe awards
Where that nigga disrespect and then snuffed your
A ago, all I heard was G-G-G-G-Unit
Fifty niggaz ran and they didn't even do

That's a shame, I was sitting in the front
Waiting for you niggaz to
Where are all your guns and them Teflon
We them terror squad

You should know not to us hate it or love it, the game's on top
Now you jealous of him, when shit going to stop?
You's CB4, you's a nigga straight out of low cash
LA don't him, this nigga is so ass

You dissed lean back, said my was a dud
Now tell me, have you seen 'em up in the club?
Nop, nop, nop
That's right, you more than you rappin'
Now that ain't right

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest thug ever seen
Curtis, Jackson, how come you can never ever be seen
Once I got you, give you
My, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(They say movie nigga)
My, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(It's bitch)
My, my, fo fo fo fo fo
I'mma it to you baby, nice and slow

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I what y'all thinkin' man y'all thinkin' JD gonna slam lyrically
This nigga be for dissin' Fat Joe man he really crazy tho
This nigga be walkin' around with twenty cops shit on records
And never be comin' out of his house feel like he can't get man
I'm gonna respond one time, one time

It ain't gonna be more to me man
This is for all the mutha fuckers who crack
Trust me, nigga can ten thousand times
I ain't talkin' back to that nigga one thing I will real you
I won't get you I'm a get your family that's it man bitch
It's gonna be a real summer man