Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 50

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

Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how you can never ever be seen
I got you,Imma give 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

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

It's gonna be families grieving Sunday service
End up with your head off thanks to Curtis
But he care, he's still locked up in his house and shit
Steroid up and he won't about that bitch

Is it me or does candy shop sound like magic
In the video, this fifty bout to strip
Shaking his ass, what the fuck is wrong with this
Fifty make me, brap

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

Fifty meet, Fifty, the fakest thug you've ever seen
(It's crack)
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never ever be
I got you,I'mma give 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 take it to Vibe awards
Where that nigga disrespect and then your balls
A ago, all I heard was G-G-G-G-Unit
niggaz ran and they didn't even do shit

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

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

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

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

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

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