Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

Hey Macklemore, you
How dare of you

[The Karma
Fuck what you
Fuck you been through
Fuck you going
Fuck who of you
if you did fed time
Fuck ya
ya glocks
Matter fact Fuck ya
who you pulled out on
you!
Fuck ya
if you been outta town
Fuck ya fake ass ice
Fuck ya
Fuck ya motherfuckin' to five
Man I don't give a about you
I don't a Fuck about your hood
I don't a Fuck who you know
I don't a Fuck if you gettin money
I give a Fuck who's watchin
Fuck if you
Fuck ya off?
Fuck you came up
how you got it
Fuck ya situation
Fuck ya
ya plans
Fuck ya
fuck ya man
I give a fuck
Fuck ya
ya rules
Fuck you you punk ass nigga
and how you ran shit
I give a Fuck if you diesel
I don't give a who you be
if you want it
Fuck if you
Fuck if you
and and Fuck these bitches right here if they not

I'm a working class kid a shit neighborhood
I've found a common ground the thugs and hoods
That crazy punk kids down in the street
This skinhead have a big and he makes pay
To the dogs one stop upon head
We sing we want
We do we want
We live how we
So singing with us: "fuck you!"

This is our sound what I said
and skins and hooligans and thugs
Someone making records, someone drugs
I make my living in the clubs
Playing in squats, playing in drunken pubs
I give a fuck, I never would
Never fucking out, I never could
Damn how you do it like that
Make the gangsta ass niggas bump to like that
Make them bitch fine hoes shake they bootie that
21 row scrap wit lil boosie it like
Play mad wit me
I'll do ya like
I'm a man
bitch me like that
Smoke nothin' but the
and lay back
with some trill
that I just way back
Still
I ain't my first murder case yet
scrappin'
and can't wait to push a nigga face
Number one on
still the racetrack
still in the mix
where I safe at
I'm on some foolishness
these rugers and shit
I'm on some run in your house
you and get hit
I can't take out my
cause I can't out this reel
I'm the savage trille
and my heart man I feel

I'm a working kid from a shit neighborhood
I've found a common ground with the and hoods
That crazy punk kids down in the street
This skinhead have a big and he makes pay
To the one stop upon your head
We sing we want
We do we want
We how we want
So everyone singing us: "fuck you!"

I'm a working class kid a shit neighborhood
I've found a common ground with the and hoods
That crazy punk kids down in the street
skinhead have a big boot and he makes pay
To the dogs one stop upon your
We what we want
We do we want
We live how we
So everyone singing us: "fuck you!"