Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck It Off

Helluva baby

Who you think you finna with
Who you you finna run your mouth to and won't say shit
I'm outchea it's cold, leave you out there
bullets hot, think not, get your mouth chipped
Hella nigga's shit but they stand still
take a trip, duck tape, how the van feel
Hunnid dollar Cartiers Im'a change shit
Keep with Liu Kang Ima kick it to your main bitch
And I've been fuckin' on my bay shit
Come to the crib, I tell em' go to the
Red pill, pill, we in The Matrix
Take it to the face, better do what I say,
He it outta here then he a winner
If a nigga try to run we pull up in Sprinters
We get to bustin' at bucket, fuck it hit 'cho liver
End of discussion, it's nothing I eat you for dinner
I got no time, for one
Killers on the west side, with them real
And if you try to the white flag, we gon' still come
(Where you at? nigga!)
All this Im'a drill some

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

Once again, I gotta remind niggas
Balenciaga, remember I couldn't buy these nigga
Called em' bricks, cause we really fly these bitches
Tell your mans I know I'm lit, but eye me nigga
I'm solving every single problem a tool
Supersoak a nigga he jumping off the pool
If the feds hit the mansion, we make it to the news
Choppa lift a nigga up I bet he make it to the (pow)
You can me and Breezy at the top
They want us to fail hoping we fall but we not
Don't feel bad for what I did to them block
Can't say what happened, just I had to get rid of the Glock
Remember my lick days, couldn't pull a days
Now I ain't trippin' on none of the bills, that paid
Nigga tried to beef with a nigga
Sneak diss see me I'll jump on my dick these lame (pussy nigga)
Nigga's terrible, who y'all
Nigga's leeches I can't 'em, I can't baby y'all
I'm giving headshots, I ain't 'bout to fade
you ain't fuckin', bye Felicia, I can't play with y'all

Why they to see a real nigga make it
I made 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 keep my head up and middle to the sky
And living every fuckin' day like it's Gras
Im'a finesse shit, win, lose, or draw
You I work this hard to fuck it off