Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck All Y'all

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

Money fuck friends, I need a homie that know me
When all these cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody callin'
Now, what the fuck is with my ballin' cats?

Remember me, I'm ya homie that was down to
Hennessey hangin' with the clowns and all
We used to do is brew, screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens oh, we cousins

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

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

all y'all, fuck all y'all

I'm sippin' Tanqueray and and what's the use?
'Cause I'm a thug
Ain't no reminiscin' on how close 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 collect calls my niggas in court
I recollect we used to ball now livin's enough
I stand tall in the summer spring or fall

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

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

Fuck all y'all, fuck all
Fuck all

I went from to riches
Quick to socializin' with the bitches
from a bucket to a rag with switches
I'm seein' around the corner
I'm bumpin' Gloria, 90 'cause I wanna

I'm gettin' high like I said it some chocolate Thai
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 another ticket get to kick it in court?
Fuck the law, give a shit I'm even worse than
I know they wanna see a buried
But I ain't worried throwin' these thangs

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

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