Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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If your hoped we make it, fuck you
(Fuck you)
with a heart full of hatred, fuck you
(Fuck you)
And you said we cake it, fuck you
(Fuck you)
Only my man is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you

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

Niggas that you running 'round getting ass
Ain't gon' help you do nothing but carry your
Got the nerve to ask Kiss why I smoke so
And how I'm a young nigga that seem to know so much

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

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

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

Now I'm getting bigger
Conference calls with 'xecs
Bigger bracelets bigger begets
y'all

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

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

You can die 'coz this might happen to me
But still happen to be, packin' the 3
with bitches that be wrappin' the keys
And the niggas that bug over money, clappin' the D

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

I say you pussy, you die for your right-hand man
As well as your left, niggas trip, into death
They touch you, only thing to say is fuck you

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

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

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

Baking hot, and you can sled ride down my wrist, and hand
When it to coke, I can make a snowman, shit
Play in this shit make a with it
And I don't give a fuck about that 380 that 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 write with need a oven glove, my so hot
I the most, Roley only work when it's next to my post

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

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

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