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 sell drugs
You wanna be
what silly boys are made of

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

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

Shit is like a mission to Mars fishin' for
Takin' what's ours the car Pa
be stupid, get a little cash better swoop it
Throw it in the ground and it
Next check was best family pack your shit
Get leave a nigga standing in a bag of leaves
Some catch on later try to put them on they haters

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

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

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

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

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

Oh yeah and maybe getting'
See what I mean Black
Stop action' like crack fiends and
We thank 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 about to be takin' to the next
By Meth and the bloody chef
Watch out bitches is too nosy, slappin' the phony
Got to walk it off mosey
Who got you open up, pipe still smokin'
Face frozen Coke straw out your nose and D
Proposin' that you on the chef apron
My thing hold down the pen
And say the nursery rhymes they

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

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

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