Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What You Think

Yo, yo, fuck you think
Fuck you think

It's about what you know, so fuck what you
Twenty-one and over to
and over to fuck
and over to Pat
A year old kid got bucked

The sweet premium lay your ass flat as a mattress
Smack your off the axis, the rhyme facious
Silencer on the tech-nine shot got pillow wet
All your bitch say was the silhouette

Of the dark Ninja, Lion of the jungle, Simba
Cut the roof to your family tree,
Me and Dr. in the black reign smokin' chimneys
Fat tape stuck inside my Benzi

The blue is comin', the red coats is comin'
The fed coats is comin', the wet is comin'
I heard to Dirt was up in the fuckin' a female
CEO, keep it on the D-low

Third eye is a trillion million watt
like bright, can't find this on your website
Everglow superior to your inferior
Verbal serial murder, givin' you venereal

Injections, injections, ran from house
the dictionary, pictionary, the non-fictionary
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, puzzle jigsaw
for charisma, yo

It's about you know, so fuck what you think
Nineteen and to fuck
It's twenty-one and over to
Sixteen and to Pat
A twelve old kid got bucked

Aiyyo, rock head niggaz who mics for the first time
Get fronted on majorly once the God in
On the scene, love-love in the to be
All-American lyrics, the top in this rap market from

Now y'all the way to
'Cuz my be jinglin' under Wu-Tang Productions
quick to sell a million, then bounced on tour outta state
Rap fiends was trapped in like hot cakes

than the rate of the Earth travel
Which is one-thousand-thirty-seven and one miles per a hour
And peace to the God for never fallin' for nothin' less
Than a hundred grands and rap rubberbands placed in
Golden suitcases, slitted the table
To the dogs in the nine-eight, the nine-eight

Yo, I build with the great of Africa
RZA, Star Voyager, Killah Hillside Strangler
Captured you in thirty-six gas chambers
American, Arabian, half-tone dark Indian

9th Prince convinces his enemies to kill
Like Dr. Kavorkian, travel razor satellites
Prepared for battles, try to raid the castles
Got tackled by the rebels, the plate in my is heavy metal

Lyrical chain reaction, deadly instruments, run for
The international civil war
Geological, biochemical, camouflaged nuclear
Sounds posible, regardless visual

English grammer, mental
I shock the world like the of Princess Diana
psychology on technology, accept no apologies
The penalty is to cut off your and feet
teachers are speechers seepin' through the speakers
My fans become die hard listeners, plus ear bleeders

what you think
Fuck what you
what you think

It's what you know, so fuck what you think
Twenty-one and to drink
And nineteen and to fuck
Sixteen and to Pat
A year old kid got bucked

So fuck what you think, it's what you know
Twenty-one and over to
And nineteen and over to
Sixteen and to Pat
A twelve year old kid got

Word up, fuck you think
up, yo