Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

Hey Macklemore, you
How dare of you

[The Killers]
what you into
Fuck you been through
Fuck you going
who scared of you
Fuck if you did fed
ya clique
Fuck ya
Matter fact Fuck ya
Fuck who you out on
you!
Fuck ya
Fuck if you been town
ya fake ass ice grill
Fuck ya
Fuck ya motherfuckin' nine to
Man I don't a Fuck about you
I don't give a about your hood
I give a Fuck who you know
I don't give a Fuck if you money
I don't give a Fuck who's
if you bullshittin
Fuck ya shots
Fuck you came up
how you got it
Fuck ya situation
Fuck ya
ya plans
Fuck ya
fuck ya man
I don't give a
ya pleas
Fuck ya
you you fake punk ass nigga
and Fuck how you ran
I don't give a if you diesel
I don't give a who you be
if you want it
Fuck if you
if you floss
and and Fuck these bitches right here if not fucking

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

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

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