Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What You Think

Yo, yo, fuck you think
Fuck what you

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

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

Of the dark Ninja, Lion King of the jungle,
Cut the roof to your tree, timber
Me and Dr. Strange in the black reign chimneys
Fat Cappadonna stuck inside my Benzi

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

eye is a trillion million watt gigabyte
Insight bright, can't find this on your website
superior to your inferior material
Verbal serial murder, you pussycat's venereal

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

It's what you know, so fuck what you think
and over to fuck
It's and over to drink
Sixteen and to Pat
A twelve year old kid got

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

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

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

Yo, I build with the great of Africa
RZA, Star Trek Voyager, Killah Hillside
Captured you in inside gas chambers
North American, Arabian, half-tone dark

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

chain reaction, deadly instruments, run for symantecs
The civil war assassins
Geological, biochemical, camouflaged nuclear
posible, 'cuz regardless visual

English grammer, mental
I shock the world the death of Princess Diana
Reverse psychology on technology, no apologies
The penalty is to cut off arms and feet
Poetry teachers are speechers seepin' the speakers
My fans will become die hard listeners, plus ear

Fuck you think
what you think
Fuck what you

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

So fuck what you think, it's about what you
and over to drink
And nineteen and over to
and over to Pat
A twelve old kid got bucked

up, fuck what you think
up, yo