Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 'Em

Verse 1: Rick
C-note c-note, put the remix on my kilo
Thought I make it, now I'm winning -- Timothy Tebow
Fourth quarter, I'm fourth quarter, in fact
quarter, that sack; Fourth Ward in all black
I said boss and I meant that; advance, you spent
Corvette so clean you'll Bruce Springsteen rid that
Cars just like sneakers, got me ten pair
Dubai, I there -- but fuck that, we in here
up and inhale, I live next to Denzel
Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit
and iPad, Air Max, and my gat
Left got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks
All I need is bad hoes, all niggas gon' rat
these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back
All I need is Benzos, on Lorenzos
Stack my money tenfold, make this my new

[Hook: Rick
Fuck em, fuck em, I'm fuck em
Fuck em, fuck em, I'm screaming em
Fuck all you
Watch me all these bitches
I got eight Rollies
And they all condition

I'm screaming fuck em, fuck em, I'm screaming em
Fuck em, fuck em, I'm screaming em
I got five Benzes
is my deposition
I'm screaming, "Fuck witness"
bitch, I'm big business
I'm fuck em

2: 2 Chainz]
'Migo hit my boost, 'migo hit my
What you know about walking in the store and they salute?
Chain cost a coupe, coupe a crib
Riding with the chopper, it's my friend
This for real only, I still bet with Kobe
Got a in my garage that say, "Foreign only"
Forces pouring, on I'm touring
See my shit fire shit, and yo' shit boring
I'm chain smoking loud like it's a
Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was Too
New Porsche deuced up, two got juice in it
Two forks, two pots, I could it both-handed
My is bow-legged, just do it like Bo Jackson
Every I'm toe-tagging, charm big as a Volkswagon
got me sagging, it really doesn't matter
I run circles round niggas' world like Saturn

[Verse 3:
Black Foamposites, it's like we on that shit
Riding five and I'm as dirty as them congressmen
Sixty-two, without no tint; missing on my new shit
Ironic my drive increased, my driver see the profit
Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me
Smoke that McGwire strong, Oakland ain't no basic smoke
Shout-out to your lady, a.k.a. MMG ho
Tell that ass the way to go I show her where to go
No Canseco, and I'm lanes at one six oh
A nigga fine -- a police siren!
Woop woop -- nah, just Diplo
And you cute, shorty; get low
On the low, talk that jazz
fever for the night
Horny or white, that's