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
in your motherfucking lane nigga
You fucking with the Don nigga crack me

Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've ever
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how you can never ever be seen
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 it to you baby, nice and slow

you goin to end up dead when 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, beef shit is making niggaz nervous

It's gonna be families grieving every Sunday
End up with your head popped off thanks to
But he dont care, he's locked up in his house and shit
Steroid up and he won't come about bitch

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

Oh yeah, you got niggaz on your team
And they're not South side Jamaica, Queens
They're the boys in blue, and I'm just speaking the
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, crack, it's crack)

I'mma it to you baby, nice and slow

Now let's take it to Vibe awards
that nigga disrespect and then snuffed your balls
A minute ago, all I heard was
Fifty niggaz ran and didn't even do shit

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

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

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

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the thug you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can ever be seen
Once I got you, 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 it to you baby, nice and slow

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

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