Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Them

[Method
Yo, yo, yo, yo
you

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

Aiyyo,
G's and forty seven flavors
Display gators
We comin
To blaze
Meet mark and pardon me to mark
A dutch it
Lex arts profit
Apple mixed with crystal
Fan
Desert mountain crib in the
We
One point a liter
a taste
Splash your
Smack your twice
Clap your
Shit is like a to Mars
Fishin' for
Takin' whats
the car Pa
Dont be
Get a cash
Better it
Throw it in the and recoup it
Next check was
family pack your shit
Get
Leave a nigga in a bag of leaves
Some catch on later
Try to put them on haters
I met eighty of niggas yo
Waitin' on the droolin'
Some need
Let me yo
And a student what
one
Yo respect if you son
be big back about to learn to move dunn
All to niggas in jails
With sharks in they
Now he home he a whale
in the projo's, projo's yo
We realer up in my yo
Middle finger O's
Take time to climb yo
Lay on the
Laury only lovin' Rae kind
Sun splash cash like three bags of hash
wrapped in a indian man's stash

[Method

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Aiyyo, get up
Lex should be
Get it up
Fuck shorty got cream in a mean
Prop-ness she hollar like the Ness
He rock this
Fresh Ferrari in a six

Yo about the dough on his clothes
Glaze is up pokin on rolls yo
Oh yeah and gettin' cream
See what I black queen
Stop like crack fiends an'
Brawl we wanna all of y'all
Play the hype
Checkin how this lady walks hawkin'
Grab the remain, (Uh)
Shame to yours
We like
Rock the same gameplan, (Yo, Yo)

[Method
Ladies and
about to see
A pastime hobby to be
Takin' to the degree
By and the bloody Chef Boyardee
Watch out bitches is too
slappin' the phoney
Got to walk it off can't
Who got you up
Crack still smokin'
Face
Coke stickin' out your nose and D
Proposin' that you on the Chef apron
My thing hold down the
And say the nursery rhymes they
on now
Shits too
Fuck you and now your man
Time don't stand still for y'all
Big Ball
I got two for you to juggle in your
Im it now
Throw in the pieces a jig-saw

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

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