Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

[intro - gangsta
Yeah, y'all what time it is nigga
I'm a lot of shit today
I'm bringin
I'm two for ya
I'm also bringin' the pain
when I come, I'm comin' for you
So you better ask
For the 9-8, until 2 g's
I'm takin'
You this type of shit
Three 6 mafia, hypnotize, posse
you bitch!

(m-child)
1 - when we off that green and gin
no tellin what we'll do
You got ani' with the crew?
(fuck you! you!)
With that heat we be
Conversation no
Hollow points comin straight at you!
(fuck you! you!)

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[gangsta
Bustin' bitches daily, maybe the herb in me
I wanna see you hidden for, shake 'em and see
Time to steal, time to kill, to get real, and wassup
I'm just a in the club, tear that fuckin' bitch up
I'm in the corner 'round some smoke, smokin' fine ass
Freakin' like vanessa del rio, you take you a peak
Mob, it was me, bringin' to the door
I be the lady unabomber, bitches and mo'
So to go toe to toe, with a bitch that be rockin'
nothin' stoppin' prophet posse 'til your body be droppin'
You bitch, spittin' rhythms in your rhyme like a joke
I'm gonna tote you like a 90 when I'm pullin' that
I know you're hopin' that fall to my face, but I ain't
My shoes are to the ground when I walk out on bank
Another fuckin' lp dropped like it's rice
We be straight like 9:15, bitch, fuck your
Nigga!

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(m-child)
Let cha let cha explode
With these I control
Just a to let you see
How m-child do it in flip
Now I'm baddest on a
a new way to be paid
Ain't gon' burn or slice or beat 'em
With bats and prophet
thangs, I'm comin' up
And niggas want your life to
that steel if you real
But you better to kill
All that flossin' gon' do
Bring a gun the clip
And for the rest of your
You'll be walkin' with a half-ass limp
Read my lips, don't with us
Because we
And when we on good stuff
a junkie, we be anxious
To get up in yo
And take your life all quickness
A orange mound that be strictly bout his business
Watch out,
Don't a fuck, nigga
Walk on top of
We mean ass niggas
'til I fry
So with me, you can't avoid
Plus the first you slip
You goin bungee without the cord, bitch!!!

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(koopsta knicca)
Coulda been a friend, seemed to pimpin'
upon the skin
I had no team, 34
them cuts upon these men
Again it's on, be phony
these hoes that I love 'em
You you're tough fool
Look at your ? , hey, they
Nigga, don't give a
Wanna know 'bout better
That is gonna be ?
doja, what I saw is me
I get the motha-fucka off
B-b-ba-da-boom,
got me goin' down
Swear I'm
I come up, just-a left a fuckin' cal
On the with the 40
Hell, and me criticizing', no
Ho, I never no dope
Oh shit, shoot me 'cause I'm ?
Some of them charges, said the
"you wanted for the longest, on the street, they call you creep"
Nah, nigga, my is ? ?
Well, if wanted
Then I'm gonna give you something to
Man, you can take that gat
And stick that heat up ass
in my ? , got the 5 ? ? ?
3 with the tag around my throat, let me go

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[prophet
2 - hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
you, fuck you

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