Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

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

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

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

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

I met of them niggas yo, waitin' on the sidelines droolin'
need schoolin' let me teach you, enroll a student what
Rule one, yo if you lose son
Don't be big the barrel on the move done
All hell to niggas in jails with sharks in fishtanks
Now he home he a whale
in the projo's, projo's yo
We realer up in my shows yo, middle finger O's

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

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

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

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

Oh yeah and getting' cream
See what I mean Black
Stop action' like fiends and brawl
We thank all of y'all play the wall hype
how this lady walks stay hawking'
Grab the remain, divorce, came to yours
We like green the same game plan, ours

Ladies and your about to see
A pastime about to be takin' to the next degree
By Meth and the chef Boyardee
out bitches is too nosy, backhand slappin' the phony
Got to walk it off mosey
Who got you up, crack pipe still smokin'
Face Coke straw stickin' out your nose and D
Proposin' that you bleed on the apron
My thing down the play pen
And say the nursery they makin'

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

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

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