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 what silly are made of

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

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

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

I met eighty of them niggas yo, waitin' on the droolin'
Some need schoolin' let me teach you, 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 sharks in they fishtanks
Now he come home he a
in the projo's, projo's yo
We realer up in my shows yo, middle finger O's

Take time to vines yo
Lay on the like Lauri only lovin' rare kind
Sun splash cash like three bags of hash
Fully wrapped in a man's stash

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

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

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

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

and gentlemen your about to see
A hobby 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 it off can't mosey
Who got you open up, crack pipe smokin'
Face frozen Coke straw out your nose and D
Proposin' that you on the chef apron
My thing hold the play pen
And say the nursery rhymes they

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

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

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