Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What U Heard

Yeah, nigga, this shit still on
Punk,
I you to listen to every
Motherfuckin' word in this song,

'Cause this is to you, hoe
You in the face ass
Cross nigga, fuck y'all
This for you nigga,

Fuck what u
Fuck what u heard about me,
Fuck what u

Fuck u heard about me, nigga
Fuck u heard
Fuck what u heard me, nigga
Step up to these killas, feel the trigger

Fuck what you if ya ain't heard this
That I roll wid a group ah niggas quick to throw
to go get, quick to go rob him a bitch
Quick to go lay some platinum hits

I'm tired of you bitches go y'all mouth
Talkin' about, we really keepin' it South
I put the gun in yo' mouth and blow ya brains out
what you heard and it just no doubt, nigga

Niggas like to gossip like some
They be round they bitches
'Cause bitches groupie bitches
And since I cut Three 6 these bitches wanna my dick

We throwin' hits, they throwin'
These bitches to quit, they wanna be down wid it
But these niggas won't admit it, droppin' to they knees
They beggin' to be a 6

You niggas on my
I you like a bird
you fulla sherm
And by the way, what u heard, boy

Fuck u heard
Fuck what u heard about me,
Fuck what u
Fuck what u heard me, nigga
up to these killas, feel the fuckin' trigger

My nigga, it what you heard
You need to find out the
Or get ya
And come and test this hundred proof

and silent spotted
Nuthin' but in my wallet
All these hatas got me man
They still can't it for sure

There's crosses all up in this
Crosses all up in my
Got most of them out
But I got a few to get

Those who to be wid me like
that boy ahead and he fall
Sick ah hearin' they dog
Man, you need beats from Paul

Never happy, keep on
live as good as me
Just my crib for a half a mil
My complete

I guess why they dis like
And claim my shit wouldn't
Tryna make locals come above me
But it work

I got you hot
(Hot)
You hopin' I stop
(Stop)
I'm ten years in the
Wid out a fuckin'
(Clock)

It's like I me
And it's like I hear me
I guess I get bad off in streets
While they off

I was born up in the streets
Always to pack the heat
Call me on my cellular
If you want work from me

Cowards to talk and plan
Point some fingers say some
Nigga, if you claim you
Handle ya business, man

I been rollin' from the
Always a coward car
Evergreen is I'm from
on the syrup we slum

In the we smoke and light
At the club we start a
When we on yo' bitch
We them golds and flash the ice

what u heard
Fuck what u about me, nigga
Fuck u heard
Fuck what u heard about me,
Step up to these killas, feel the trigger