Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

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

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

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

is like a mission to Mars fishin' for bars
Takin' what's 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 your family pack your
Get vexed a nigga standing in a bag of leaves
Some niggas catch on later try to put on they haters

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

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

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

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

Aiyyo, get up Lex should be get it up
Fuck Shorty got cream in a truck
she holler like the loch ness
He large rock this fresh in a drop six
Froze, yo, talkin' the dough on his clothes
Glaze is crushed up pokin' on yo

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

and gentlemen your about to see
A pastime about to be takin' to the next degree
By Meth and the bloody chef
Watch out is too nosy, backhand slappin' the phony
Got to walk it off mosey
Who got you open up, crack still smokin'
Face frozen Coke straw stickin' out your and D
Proposin' that you on the chef apron
My thing hold down the pen
And say the nursery rhymes makin'

Come on now shits too
Fuck you and now man feel
don't stand still for y'all bitches wanna big ball
I got two for you to juggle in your jizzals I'm it now
Throw in the like a jig-saw, aiyyo
She like a rainbow
Mr. Meth and the Cuban kiddo
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 wanna be
You sell drugs
You wanna be
Thats silly boys are made of