Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck All Y'all

Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all, all y'all
I don't need
Fuck 'em, fuck all

Money gone friends, I need a homie that know me
When all muthafuckin' cops be on me
I got ain't nobody callin' back
Now, what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin'

me, I'm ya homie that was down to brawl
Sippin' hangin' with the clowns and all
We used to do is drink brew, and common knew
We had bitches by the oh, we fuckin' cousins

You can ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A nigga got paid and we still was broke
It took time but the cash was mine
All the rewards of a stuck in the grind

Look and all I see is snakes and faces
Like scavengers waitin' to a hustler's pape's
And when you where the fuck is all ya friends?
straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all

Fuck all y'all, all y'all

I'm Tanqueray and juice and what's the use?
'Cause I'm a hopeless
Ain't no love reminiscin' on how we was
Way back in the day before put the crack in the way

And hey, how much money can you in a deck?
It's gettin' rough calls from my niggas in court
I recollect we used to ball now livin's enough
I stand tall in the winter spring or fall

Thug for life scrawled all the wall
And all about my make me wanna holla
Drop an album sell a million give a about tomorrow
I know it's crazy after dark

marks keep on huffin' and puffin'
Ain't no in my heart, what's goin' on in the ghetto
Still struggle and strive? I still with the heater smokin' chocolate Thai
In 94 I'll be goin' solo, too many problems my own
So I'm rollin' do-do, all y'all

all y'all, fuck all y'all
Fuck all

I went from rags to
to socializin' with the baddest bitches
Went from a bucket to a rag with
I'm death around the corner
I'm bumpin' Gloria, doin' 90 'cause I

I'm gettin' high like I said it with some chocolate
with some Indonesia watch me fly
And though I know the cops behind me
Hit the and uh, I continue doin' 90, biotch

Will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in
Fuck the law, give a shit I'm even worse than
I know they wanna see a nigga
But I ain't worried still throwin' these

Got me in these chains
And hey, nigga what the fuck is you wailin'
Soon as I hit the I'll be bailin' out
And when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to
I'm screamin' thug life fuck y'all

Fuck all y'all, fuck all
all y'all, fuck all y'all
Fuck all