Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

Method
Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

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What you be when you grow up
You be thugs
You wanna be
You sell drugs
You be gangsters
Thats what boys are made of

Aiyyo,
G's and forty seven flavors
Display swade
We comin
To neighbors
Meet and pardon me to heat mark
A spark it
Lex Leonardo arts
cranberry mixed with crystal
Fan
Desert crib in the ground
We
One five a liter
Take a
your heater
Smack your twice
Clap sneakers
Shit is a mission to Mars
Fishin' for
Takin' ours
the car Pa
Dont be
Get a cash
Better it
it in the ground and recoup it
Next was best
Your family pack your
Get
Leave a nigga in a bag of leaves
Some niggas catch on
Try to put on they haters
I met of them niggas yo
on the sidelines droolin'
Some schoolin'
Let me yo
And a student what
one
Yo respect if you son
Dont be big back about to learn to move
All hell to in jails
sharks in they fishtanks
Now he home he a whale
Wolves in the projo's, yo
We realer up in my yo
Middle five O's
Take to climb vines yo
Lay on the
Like only lovin' Rae kind
Sun splash layin like three bags of hash
Fully in a indian man's stash

Method

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Aiyyo, get up
Lex should be
Get it up
Fuck shorty got cream in a mean
Prop-ness she hollar like the Loch
He large rock
Ferrari in a drop six

Yo talkin the dough on his clothes
Glaze is up pokin on rolls yo
Oh yeah and maybe cream
See I mean black queen
Stop actin' like crack an'
Brawl we wanna thank all of
the wall hype
Checkin how lady walks stay hawkin'
Grab the remain, (Uh)
came to yours
We green
Rock the same gameplan, (Yo, Yo)

Man;
Ladies and
Your to see
A pastime about to be
Takin' to the next
By and the bloody Chef Boyardee
Watch out is too nosey
Backhand slappin' the
Got to walk it off mosey
Who got you up
Crack still smokin'
frozen
Coke straw stickin' out your and D
Proposin' that you bleed on the Chef
My thing hold the play-pen
And say the nursery rhymes they
on now
Shits too
you and now your man feel
Time don't stand still for y'all
Big Ball
I got two for you to juggle in your
Im it now
Throw in the pieces a jig-saw

She like a rainbow
Mr. and the Cuban Link kiddo
On tracks we connect, politic
Take that to

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