Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

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

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyyo, get up Lex be braggin' get it up
Fuck got cream in a mean truck
she holler like the loch ness
He large rock this Ferrari in a drop six
Froze, yo, talkin' about the dough on his
Glaze is up pokin' on rolls yo

Oh and maybe getting' cream
See what I mean Queen
Stop action' crack fiends and brawl
We wanna all of y'all play the wall hype
Checkin' how lady walks stay hawking'
the remain, divorce, shame came to yours
We green rock the same game plan, ours

and gentlemen your 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 walk it off can't
Who got you open up, crack pipe still
Face frozen Coke straw out your nose and D
that you bleed on the chef apron
My thing hold the play pen
And say the nursery rhymes they

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

What you wanna be you grow up?
You wanna be
You wanna be
You wanna sell
You be gangsters
Thats what silly boys are of

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