Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 50

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

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

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

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

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

Oh yeah, you got sixty-five niggaz on 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 bitch in you, 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
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 take it back to Vibe awards
Where that nigga disrespect and then snuffed balls
A minute ago, all I heard was
Fifty niggaz ran and didn't even 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 your shit to stop?
CB4, you's a bitch nigga straight out of low cash
LA don't him, this 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
right, you singin' more than you rappin'
Now Fifty that ain't

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

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I what 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 shit on
And never be comin' out of his feel like he can't get touched man
I'm gonna respond one time, one only

It gonna be more songs to me man
is for all the mutha fuckers who doubted crack
Trust me, can respond ten thousand times
I ain't talkin' back to that nigga one 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 summer man