Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 50

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

Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've ever
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can 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, nice and

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
Matter of fact, this beef is making niggaz nervous

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

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

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

Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug 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, crack, it's crack)

I'mma give it to you baby, and slow

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

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

You know not to test 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 bitch 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 ever seen 'em up in the
Nop, nop, nop
That's right, you singin' more you rappin'
Now that ain't right

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

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