Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 'Em

Verse 1: Ross]
C-note c-note, put the remix on my kilo
Thought I wouldn't make it, now I'm winning -- Tebow
quarter, I'm back; fourth quarter, in fact
Fourth quarter, that sack; Fourth Ward in all
I said boss and I meant that; advance, you spent
Corvette so clean you'll think Bruce rid that
Cars just like sneakers, got me ten pair
Dubai, I been there -- but that, we in here
up and inhale, I live next to Denzel
Alonzo, my cost three mil', this shit real
and iPad, Air Max, and my gat
Left hand got ten bands; pocket, four stacks
All I need is bad hoes, all these gon' rat
Half these niggas now, they knocked it down, they're going back
All I need is Benzos, squatting on
Stack my tenfold, make this my new ten-four

[Hook: Rick
em, fuck em, I'm screaming fuck em
Fuck em, fuck em, I'm screaming em
all you haters
Watch me fuck all bitches
I got eight different
And they all mint

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

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

[Verse 3:
Foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit
Riding deep and I'm as dirty as them congressmen
Sixty-two, no tint; missing roof on my new shit
Ironic since my increased, my driver see the profit
Yeah, work, you niggas, pay me though
Smoke that McGwire strong, Oakland ain't no basic smoke
Shout-out to your lady, a.k.a. MMG ho
that ass the way to go before I show her where to go
No Canseco, and I'm switching at one six oh
A trees fine -- a police siren!
Woop -- nah, that's just Diplo
And you cute, shorty; get low
On the low, I'mma talk that
Jungle for the night
or white, that's Anglo-Sax