Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

Wazzup? Webbie
Trill Entertainment, Young Savage aka Baton Rouge
you wanna call it, nigga
Now at the bad bitches, nigga

Fuck them industry niggas, makin' it on me
Fuck that, I'ma it in the streets
Long as I got my cd, niggas, I'm straight, ya me?
Let's go, this is real gangsta right here, check this out, look

Damn nigga, how you do it that?
Make the gangsta ass niggas bump to music that
Make them big fine hoes shake booty like that
Like 21 row scrap wit Lil Boosie it like

Play mad games wit me, do ya like that
I'm a grown ass man, bitch, me like that
Smoke nothin' but the best I'm cruisin', laid back
With trill ass niggas that I knew since way back

Still young, I caught my first murder case yet
Stay scrap and can't wait to push a face back
10106, still I rob a racetrack
Still hangin' in the mix where it safe at

I'm on foolishness shit with these rugers and shit
I'm on run in your house, bitch, you move and get hit
I can't take out my grill 'cause I take out this reel
I'm the savage shit trill and from my heart, man, I

Nigga, you
(Yeah, I fucked bitch, nigga)
Nigga, you
(And you not say shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, you be that shit)
Nigga, you
(You 'bout none of that shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, I fucked bitch, nigga)
Nigga, you
(And you not say shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, you be runnin' shit)
Nigga, you
(You ain't 'bout of that shit, nigga)

Get your outta pocket, put some dick in her ass
I got a '84 Baritz and it's on glass
I'm a young pimp nigga with a whole lotta
And I roll like a stone like my name Jagger

Pussy niggas can't fuck with the in the savage
We sucked in every city, make a whole lotta cabbage
Gettin' head on the regular level, it ain't
Some trill niggas for life up in this bitch

I go to war without that motherfuckin' gun
Down South, bitch, we DMC and run
Chuck D say, bitch, my Uzi weigh a ton
I be on parole but bitch, I'll knock out ya lungs

I come from the city where sell cocaine
Ya get sniffin', niggas knock out ya brain
Leave ya lump in ya lap, your tongue on dash
So I 17 and I smashed the gas, biatch

Nigga, you
(Yeah, I your bitch, nigga)
Nigga, you
(And you not say shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, you be that shit)
Nigga, you
(You 'bout none of that shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, I your bitch, nigga)
Nigga, you
(And you not say shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, you be that shit)
Nigga, you
(You 'bout none of that shit, nigga)

Fuck you, nigga, my sicker
a quarter outta nickel, been like that since I was little
From the hood where the killas keep them smokin'
Swishas drink liquor, bang a nigga, gangsta nigga

Fuck you goin' through, Bad Azz'll punish you
Show no love, love will get you killed, so here we for you
Gat for gat, stack for stack, my click, they'll
It's goin' down where we roam in the suite

Old gone crazy, caught me rollin' out 3
I beat that out her drawers and I put her to sleep
You with me, boy, my nerves stay bad
Get one of my out the hood and put that dick in yo' ass

Nigga, you
(Yeah, I fucked bitch, nigga)
Nigga, you
(And you not say shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, you be runnin' shit)
Nigga, you
(You ain't none of that shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, I your bitch, nigga)
Nigga, you
(And you not say shit, nigga)

Nigga, you
(Yeah, you be runnin' shit)
Nigga, you
(You 'bout none of that shit, nigga)

Fuck all niggas
If you ain't rollin' us, fuck you, nigga
Nigga makin' all these statements
You'll be on the motherfuckin' shirt,

Nigga, the shit, nigga
If your ass washed up, you up
It's a new eras, nigga, for this shit nigga
And we play no game

Y'all niggas be rappin' 'bout that shit,
But we put that tool on yo' ass nigga
Go yo' ass down, nigga
ass nigga, BFI ass nigga

Nigga, we got in this shit off you know
Real shit, we got in these streets our self, nigga
Nigga all these, we goin' let that shit go though, man
But you know what? F U C K you, mothafucka, nigga, you