Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck It Off

Helluva baby

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

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

Once again, I gotta remind these
Balenciaga, remember I couldn't buy these nigga
Called em' bricks, cause we really fly these bitches
Tell your mans I I'm lit, but don't eye me nigga
I'm solving every problem with a tool
Supersoak a nigga like he off the pool
If the hit the mansion, we gon' make 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 that we fall but we not
Don't bad for what I did to them nigga's block
Can't say what happened, know I had to get rid of the Glock
Remember my lick days, couldn't a bitch days
Now I ain't on none of the bills, that shit paid
Nigga to fake beef with a nigga
Sneak diss see me I'll jump on my dick these niggas (pussy nigga)
terrible, who raised y'all
Nigga's I can't feed 'em, I can't baby y'all
I'm giving headshots, I ain't 'bout to y'all
Bitch you ain't fuckin', bye Felicia, I play with y'all

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