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 sell
You be gangsters
Thats silly boys are made of

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

Aiyyo,
Cool G's and seven flavors, display swade gators
We comin' to blaze neighbors
Meet mark and me to heat mark a Dutch spark it
Lex Leonardo arts profit, apple cranberry mixed with
Fan worry desert mountain in the ground
We arsonists one five a liter take a taste
Splash your heater, smack 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 cash better swoop it
Throw it in the ground and it
Next check was best family pack your shit
Get vexed leave a nigga standing in a bag of
Some niggas catch on later try to put them on haters

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

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

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

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

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

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

Come on now too real
Fuck you and now man feel
Time stand still for y'all bitches wanna big ball
I got two for you to juggle in your I'm losin' it now
in the pieces like a jig-saw, aiyyo
She like a rainbow
Mr. Meth and the Cuban link
On tracks we connect, politic take that to that

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