Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

[Method
Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

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

Aiyyo,
Cool G's and forty seven
Display swade
We comin
To blaze
mark and pardon me to heat mark
A dutch it
Lex Leonardo profit
Apple cranberry mixed with
Fan
mountain crib in the ground
We
One point five a
Take a
Splash your
your face twice
Clap sneakers
is like a mission to Mars
Fishin' for
whats ours
the car Pa
Dont be
Get a cash
Better it
Throw it in the ground and it
Next was best
Your family pack your
Get
Leave a nigga standing in a bag of
Some niggas on later
Try to put them on they
I met eighty of them yo
Waitin' on the sidelines
Some schoolin'
Let me yo
And roll a student
one
Yo respect if you son
Dont be big back about to learn to dunn
All hell to niggas in
With sharks in they
Now he come home he a
in the projo's, projo's yo
We up in my shows yo
Middle finger O's
Take time to vines yo
Lay on the
Like Laury only lovin' Rae
Sun splash cash layin three bags of hash
Fully wrapped in a indian stash

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Aiyyo, get up
Lex be braggin'
Get it up
shorty got cream in a mean truck
Prop-ness she hollar the Loch Ness
He rock this
Fresh Ferrari in a six

Yo talkin about the dough on his
is crushed up pokin on rolls yo
Oh yeah and maybe cream
See I mean black queen
Stop like crack fiends an'
Brawl we wanna thank all of
the wall hype
Checkin how this lady walks hawkin'
the remain, divorce (Uh)
Shame came to
We like
the same gameplan, ours (Yo, Yo)

[Method
Ladies and
about to see
A pastime hobby to be
to the next degree
By and the bloody Chef Boyardee
Watch out bitches is too
slappin' the phoney
Got to it off can't mosey
Who got you up
pipe still smokin'
Face
Coke straw stickin' out nose and D
Proposin' that you bleed on the apron
My thing hold the play-pen
And say the rhymes they makin
on now
Shits too
Fuck you and now your man
Time stand still for y'all bitches
Wanna Big
I got two for you to in your jizzals
Im it now
in the pieces like a jig-saw

She like a rainbow
Mr. and the Cuban Link kiddo
On tracks we connect, politic
that to that

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