Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck It Off

Helluva baby

Who you you finna play with
Who you think you finna run your mouth to and won't say
I'm outchea when it's cold, you out there
bullets hot, think not, get your mouth chipped
Hella nigga's talk shit but stand still
Let's take a trip, duck tape, how the van
Hunnid thousand dollar Im'a change shit
Keep playing Liu Kang Ima kick it to your main bitch
And I've fuckin' hoes on my bay shit
to the crib, I tell em' go to the spaceship
Red pill, blue pill, we in The
Take it to the face, better do I say, bitch
He make it here then he a winner
If a nigga try to run then we up in Sprinters
We get to bustin' at your bucket, fuck it hit 'cho
End of discussion, it's I eat you pussies for dinner
I got no time, for one
Killers on the west side, with real guns
And if you try to wave the white flag, we gon' still
(Where you at? nigga!)
All pussy Im'a drill some

Why they hate to see a real make it
I done a lot of change now my people's changing
By myself, I need no witness
Can't thank but the Lord 'cause I'm gettin' it
I my head up and middle finger to the sky
And living every fuckin' day it's Mardi Gras
Im'a this shit, win, lose, or draw
You I work this hard to fuck it off

again, I gotta remind these niggas
Balenciaga, remember I couldn't buy these nigga
Called em' bricks, birds cause we fly these bitches
Tell mans I know I'm lit, but don't eye me nigga
I'm solving every single problem with a
a nigga like he jumping off the pool
If the feds hit the mansion, we gon' it to the news
lift a nigga up I bet he make it to the moon (pow)
You can tell me and at the top
They want us to fail hoping we fall but we not
feel bad for what I did to them nigga's block
Can't say happened, just know I had to get rid of the Glock
Remember my lick days, couldn't pull a days
Now I ain't trippin' on of the bills, that shit paid
tried to fake beef with a nigga
Sneak diss see me I'll jump on my dick these lame (pussy nigga)
Nigga's terrible, who raised
Nigga's leeches I can't feed 'em, I baby y'all
I'm headshots, I ain't 'bout to fade y'all
Bitch you fuckin', bye Felicia, I can't play with y'all

Why they hate to see a nigga make it
I done made a lot of change now my people's
By myself, I don't need no
thank nobody but the Lord 'cause I'm gettin' it
I keep my head up and finger to the sky
And living every fuckin' day like it's Gras
Im'a finesse this shit, win, lose, or
You think I this hard to fuck it off