Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Me

Yeah yeah oooh
Yeah, aye, you know that don't make you real right?
Ha, that shit define the person you are, ya feel me?
Real nigga day one man, aye

I gotta my all once again
put my heart in this shit
Get up if I fall again
Save it up all, spend
thing I bought was the Bent
Let me my shit
I working hard on my craft
Long sleeve
Boy you know something up my sleeve
And I ain't going out bad
finger up
Boy you know you can't fuck me

I could never let bullshit you do get to me
Charge a nigga for the game I be him some fee
Too much finger when I bang I up a bigger B
Swear my life is like a puzzle I a missing piece
The more hater that I get boy that increase
The money that I spend, the more friends decrease
Face card good we somewhere eating free
Smokin' gas pump five BP
Neighborhood stop sign we was in the
Still goin' in top missin' me
clock in, you don't work, you don't eat
I got old money put up boy playin' wit me
We were everything, playin' for keeps
You been a boss you not the man to me
money yeah a hundred grand is cheap, to me

I give my all once again
put my heart in this shit
Get up if I once again
Save it up all, don't
First thing I was the Bent
Let me my shit
I been working hard on my
sleeve shirt
Boy you know something up my sleeve
And I ain't going out bad
Middle up
Boy you you can't fuck with me

If I was color blind I would still green baby (yeah)
Money Chris Tucker Charlie Sheen baby (yeah)
Would come a chicken but you know that we gravy (yeah)
Gotta scream my name out wandering baby (Quan)
Spray a nigga shit arsene baby (woo)
Dead people I got all faces (aye)
Airport stamp I went all these places (what)
Lawyer paid off she done won all cases (my nigga)
white man and my pocket I'm not racist
Turned my dreams into reality never thought I make it
Have another kid motivation
Momma house I got it in, in the
Wasn't no rushin' on cause we were patient
do it backward cause then that wouldn't make sense
Trap numbers got another sold
Sendin' you all on the way wit load

I gotta give my all again
Gotta put my in this shit
Get up if I fall once
Save it up all, spend
First thing I bought was the
Let me my shit
I been working on my craft
Long shirt
Boy you it's something up my sleeve
And I ain't going out bad
finger up
Boy you know you fuck with me

I yall niggas man
Ain't shit
but the extra in the bank account nigga haha
I'm so out
I'm cigarettes now man