Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 50

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

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

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

Is it me or candy shop sound like magic stick?
In the video, this nigga fifty to strip
Shaking his ass, what the fuck is wrong this nigga
Fifty make me, brap

Oh yeah, you got niggaz on your team
And they're not from side 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 you've ever seen
(It's crack)
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can 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 it to you baby, nice and slow

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

That's a shame, I was sitting in the front
for you niggaz to dunk
Where are all your guns and Teflon vests?
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, when 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 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 singin' more you rappin'
Now that ain't right

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

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

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