Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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If your hoped we wouldn't make it, you
(Fuck you)
Talk with a full of hatred, fuck you
(Fuck you)
And you said we wouldn't it, fuck you
(Fuck you)
Only my man blood is sacred, cocksucker, you

Yo, a snake that's why I try to keep the grass cut
So I can see 'em they coming then I heat they ass up
'Cuz them niggas that you went to with
catch you while you in your new whip
And turn your into Cool Whip

Niggas you running 'round getting ass with
gon' help you do nothing but carry your casket
Got the nerve to ask Kiss why I so much
And how I'm such a young nigga seem to know so much

While you was running round for niggas
I was and you still pumping for niggas
I'm coming through
You heard, L O X came through in a Lex

And hop out with the Air Force One's with yellow
And you liable to see me Dolo, the Rolo
Burner under the Polo, a lot of is homos
Funny style niggas never with me
Type go to the bathroom, sit down and pee

I'll empty your house, back of your cribs, smacking kids
Bullets going through your leather, cracking your
Don't even hit me on my hip if I ain't give you a
And I ain't got a home phone number, I on the road

Now I'm bigger checks
Conference calls with bigger
Bigger bracelets with bigger
y'all

All I do is get high and of faving you all
Motherfuckers hit 'cha knees and pray to the Lord
I'd die today than live tomorrow
watch you crab motherfuckers just steal and ball

Put in my work, you might get put in a
Funeral time, kissing the corpse
Learn the ropes, stone rip if you soft, you me off
Call me S.P., and I on your boss

You can die this shit might happen to me
But I'ma happen to be, packin' the 3
Fuck with bitches that be the keys
And the niggas that bug drug money, clappin' the D

Shoot in the breeze, 9 in the boot, of trees
1 in the morning, me with a gun on the corner
Let you know it's all and you can front if you wanna
I understand, it dog, die in the can

I say you pussy, you won't die for right-hand man
As well as left, niggas trip, fell into death
They you, only thing else to say is fuck you

A-yo, y'all niggas ain't hardcore, all my is homicide
What you about getting shot, letting the drip dry
Letting the spit fly, seeing sparks by
a M A S H on niggas like Klinger and Horgi

So soft you mushy, I blast 'til shit is gushy
Should be the head Cat in the Broadway play, you
with Sheek, Ouija board spell death
You can talk that beef shit, I hope that deep

Be as as you inside the fucking cement
Or you can deep sea dive, with no scuba
I'll drown you with your on, bitch, breathe out of there
Whole team rich, never seen a summer like

Baking hot, and you can sled ride down my wrist, neck and
When it to coke, I can make a snowman, shit
Play in shit make a angel with it
And I don't a fuck about that 380 that y'all share

Between the 10 y'all with the same 8 bullets last year
When I bust I use snubs, denim flee in the
The hand I with need a oven glove, my shit so hot
I want the most, Roley only work when it's next to my

Fuck a present a yacht master, regular bezzy
Then I'm good when I'm in the hood and I'm on the
You got a gut feeling about shit, nigga, that you shot, what

If you we wouldn't make it, fuck you
with a heart full of hatred, fuck you
And you said we wouldn't cake it, you
Only my man's blood is sacred, cocksucker, you

I'll tell you in face, fuck you
it off my waist, hit you up, fuck you
And watch you die on the street, you
Whoever sad at the funeral, fuck them too