Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 50

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

Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've seen
Curtis, Jackson, how come 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 give it to you baby, and slow

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

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

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

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

Fifty meet, Fifty, 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 give it to you baby, nice and

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

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

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

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

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the thug you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never ever be
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
give it to you baby, nice 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 nigga be walkin' around 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 be more songs to me man
This is for all the mutha fuckers who doubted
Trust me, nigga can respond ten times
I talkin' back to that nigga one thing I will real promise you
I won't get you I'm a get your that's it man crack bitch
gonna be a real ugly summer man