Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

Hey Macklemore, you
How of you [X8]

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

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

This is our sound what I said
Punks and and hooligans and thugs
making records, someone selling drugs
I make my living playing in the
Playing in filthy squats, in drunken pubs
I give a fuck, I never would
Never fucking out, I never could
nigga how you do it like that
Make the gangsta ass niggas to music like that
Make them bitch fine hoes they bootie like that
21 row scrap wit lil boosie it like
mad games wit me
I'll do ya that
I'm a man
pursue me like that
Smoke but the best
and lay back
with trill niggas
I knew just way back
Still
I caught my first murder case yet
Stay
and can't to push a nigga face back
one on 1-oh-6
still the racetrack
still in the mix
where I ain't at
I'm on some shit
with these rugers and
I'm on run in your house bitch
you and get hit
I can't out my grill
I can't take out this reel
I'm the shit trille
and from my heart man I

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

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