Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

[Method
Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

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What you wanna be when you up
You be thugs
You be pranksters
You wanna sell
You wanna be
what silly boys are made of

Aiyyo,
Cool G's and forty seven
Display gators
We through
To blaze
Meet mark and me to heat mark
A spark it
Lex Leonardo profit
Apple cranberry mixed crystal
Fan
Desert crib in the ground
We
One five a liter
a taste
Splash heater
Smack your twice
your sneakers
Shit is like a mission to
for bars
Takin' whats
the car Pa
Dont be
Get a cash
Better it
it in the ground and recoup it
Next was best
Your pack your shit
Get
Leave a nigga standing in a bag of
niggas catch on later
Try to put on they haters
I met eighty of niggas yo
Waitin' on the sidelines
need schoolin'
Let me yo
And a student what
one
Yo if you lose son
Dont be big back about to to move dunn
All hell to niggas in
sharks in they fishtanks
Now he come home he a
Wolves in the projo's, yo
We realer up in my yo
Middle five O's
Take time to climb yo
Lay on the
Like Laury only Rae kind
Sun splash cash layin three bags of hash
Fully wrapped in a man's 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 like the Ness
He large this
Fresh Ferrari in a six

Yo talkin about the dough on his
Glaze is crushed up pokin on yo
Oh yeah and maybe cream
See I mean black queen
Stop like crack fiends an'
Brawl we wanna thank all of
Play the hype
Checkin how this lady walks stay
Grab the remain, (Uh)
came to yours
We green
Rock the gameplan, ours (Yo, Yo)

[Method
and gentlemen
Your to see
A pastime about to be
to the next degree
By M-E-TH and the bloody Chef
Watch out bitches is too
Backhand the phoney
Got to walk it off mosey
Who got you up
Crack pipe smokin'
Face
Coke straw stickin' out your and D
Proposin' that you bleed on the Chef
My thing hold the play-pen
And say the nursery rhymes they
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
Throw in the pieces like a

She multi-colored like a
Mr. Meth and the Cuban kiddo
On tracks we connect, politic
Take to that

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