Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 50

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

meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never 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

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

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

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

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

Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the thug you've ever seen
(It's crack)
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how 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, and slow

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

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

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

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

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how you can never ever be seen
Once I got you, I'mma 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 y'all thinkin' man thinkin' JD gonna slam lyrically
This nigga be crazy for dissin' Fat Joe man he crazy tho
This be walkin' around with twenty cops talking shit on records
And never be comin' out of his house feel like he get touched man
I'm respond one time, one time only

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