Luyện nghe bài hát Hey F*?# You

Which of you took my rhyme book?
Look it back, you're wicky wack
With your ticky tack calls, touch you at all
I didn't touch your hand man, you know its all

You sold a few records, but get slick
'Cause you a corked bat to get those hits
You've in the game, your career is long
But you break it down, you've only got two songs

MC's are like clay pigeons and I'm shootin'
I yell pull and MMM drops the beat
You call yourselves MC's, but you're garbage men
Takin' out the trash you pull out the pen

And if you don't then hey fuck you!

Come on in, now I read you up on page six
They was trashin' ass, it's sad you're getting dissed
Now talk about your face, now get pissed
But I suggest you see a

I keep that hot hot, not mild and weak
It's gonna burn your mouth you wet your beak
I've got billions and of rhymes to flex
'Cause I've got rhymes, than Carl Sagan's got turtlenecks

Your rhymes are fake like a Street watch
hearing me and you're like "Oh my god its Sasquatch!"
I'm walkin' on water, you're stepping in shit
So put your sewer boots on before ass gets lit

And if you don't like then hey you!

So put a quarter in your ass, 'cause you yourself
So put a quarter in your ass, you played yourself
So put a quarter in your ass, 'cause you played
So put a in your ass, 'cause you played yourself

And if you don't like hey fuck you!

Sucker it's me they're resenting
In the animal kingdom they it presenting
With the doodle the kit and caboodle
The truth is your grandma's kugel

County is my stomping ground
The Albee Mall, Brooklyn, Downtown
So ask me to wine and dine ya
I'm from Brooklyn from Regina

like Foghorn Leghorn, Yosemite Sam
You're just yellin' and wildin' who I am?
With those lies you're telling you look like Sam
But my style's impregnable the Hoover Dam

And if you don't then hey fuck you!
And if you like then hey fuck you!

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