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 sell drugs
You be gangsters
Thats what silly are made of

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

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

Shit is like a mission to Mars fishin' for
Takin' what's ours the car Pa
Don't be stupid, get a little cash swoop it
Throw it in the and recoup 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 them on haters

I met eighty of niggas yo, waitin' on the sidelines droolin'
Some need schoolin' let me teach you, a student what
one, yo respect if you lose son
Don't be big back the on the move 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 yo, middle finger five O's

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

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

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

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

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

Ladies and gentlemen your to see
A hobby about to be takin' to the next degree
By Meth and the bloody Boyardee
Watch out bitches is too nosy, backhand the phony
Got to walk it off mosey
Who got you open up, crack pipe still
Face frozen straw stickin' out your nose and D
that you bleed on the chef apron
My hold down the play pen
And say the nursery rhymes makin'

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

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

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