Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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

Fuck them niggas, makin' it hard on me
Fuck that, I'ma it in the streets
as I got my cd, niggas, I'm straight, ya heard 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 to music like that
them big fine hoes shake they booty like that
Like 21 row scrap wit Lil it like that

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

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

I'm on some foolishness shit these rugers and shit
I'm on some run in 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 runnin' shit)
Nigga, you
(You ain't 'bout of that shit, nigga)

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 ain't none of that shit, nigga)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck everythin' you goin' through, Bad punish you
no love, love will get you killed, so here we come for you
Gat for gat, stack for stack, my click, beast
It's down where we roam in the hotel suite

Old lady gone crazy, caught me out 3
I beat pussy out her drawers and I put her to sleep
You bullshittin' with me, boy, my nerves 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 that shit)
Nigga, you
(You ain't 'bout none of 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)

Fuck all y'all
If you ain't rollin' with us, you, nigga
Nigga all these broad statements
be on the motherfuckin' shirt, nigga

Nigga, the shit, nigga
If your ass washed up, you up
It's a new eras, nigga, for this gangsta nigga
And we don't no game

Y'all niggas be rappin' 'bout that shit,
But we put tool on yo' bitch 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 our damn self, nigga
makin' all these, we goin' let that shit go though, man
But you know what? F U C K you, mothafucka, nigga, you