Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

What you wanna be when you up?
You wanna be
You wanna be
You wanna sell
You be gangsters
Thats silly boys are made of

What you wanna be when you up?
You wanna be
You wanna be
You wanna sell
You be gangsters
Thats what boys are made of

Aiyyo,
Cool G's and seven flavors, display swade gators
We comin' through to neighbors
Meet mark and pardon me to heat mark a Dutch it
Lex Leonardo arts profit, apple cranberry mixed with
Fan desert mountain crib in the ground
We arsonists one point a liter take a taste
Splash heater, smack your face twice
your sneakers

Shit is like a mission to Mars fishin' for
Takin' ours knowledge the car Pa
Don't be stupid, get a little better swoop it
Throw it in the and recoup it
Next check was best your family your shit
Get vexed leave a standing in a bag of leaves
Some niggas catch on later try to put them on they

I met eighty of them yo, waitin' on the sidelines droolin'
need schoolin' let me teach you, enroll a student what
Rule one, yo if you lose son
be big back the barrel on the move done
All hell to niggas in jails with sharks in they
Now he home he a whale
in the projo's, projo's yo
We realer up in my yo, middle finger five O's

time to climb vines yo
Lay on the lines like Lauri only lovin' kind
Sun splash cash layin' like bags of hash
Fully in a Indian man's stash

What you wanna be you grow up?
You wanna be
You be pranksters
You wanna drugs
You wanna be
Thats silly boys are made of

What you wanna be when you up?
You wanna be
You be pranksters
You wanna drugs
You wanna be
Thats what boys are made of

Aiyyo, get up Lex should be get it up
Fuck got cream in a mean truck
Prop-ness she holler like the loch
He large this fresh Ferrari in a drop six
Froze, yo, talkin' about the on his clothes
Glaze is crushed up on rolls yo

Oh and maybe getting' cream
See what I Black Queen
Stop action' like crack and brawl
We wanna thank all of y'all the wall hype
Checkin' how this walks stay hawking'
Grab the remain, divorce, shame came to
We green rock the same game plan, ours

Ladies and gentlemen about to see
A pastime hobby to be takin' to the next degree
By Meth and the bloody chef
Watch out bitches is too nosy, backhand slappin' the
Got to it off can't mosey
Who got you open up, crack still smokin'
Face frozen Coke straw stickin' out nose and D
Proposin' you bleed on the chef apron
My thing hold down the pen
And say the rhymes they makin'

Come on now shits too
Fuck you and now man feel
Time don't stand still for y'all bitches wanna big
I got two for you to juggle in your I'm losin' it now
in the pieces like a jig-saw, aiyyo
She multi-colored a rainbow
Mr. Meth and the link kiddo
On tracks we connect, politic take that to that

What you be when you grow up?
You wanna be
You wanna be
You wanna drugs
You be gangsters
Thats what silly are made of

What you wanna be when you up?
You be thugs
You be pranksters
You wanna sell
You wanna be
Thats what silly are made of