Luyện nghe bài hát Hey F*?# You

Which of you schnooks took my book?
Look give it back, you're wack
your ticky tack calls, didn't touch you at all
I didn't touch your hand man, you its all ball

You a few records, but don't get slick
'Cause you used a corked bat to get those
You've been in the game, your career is
But when you break it down, only got two songs

MC's are like clay pigeons and I'm skeet
I just yell pull and MMM drops the
You people call yourselves MC's, but garbage men
Takin' out the trash when you out the pen

And if you like then hey fuck you!

Come on in, now I read you up on page six
They was trashin' your ass, it's sad getting dissed
Now talk your face, now don't get pissed
But I suggest you see a

I keep that hot sauce hot, not mild and
gonna burn your mouth until you wet your beak
I've got billions and of rhymes to flex
'Cause got more 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, while stepping in shit
So put sewer boots on before your ass gets lit

And if you don't then hey fuck you!

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

And if you don't then hey fuck you!

MC's it's me they're resenting
In the animal kingdom they call it
With the doodle the kit and caboodle
The truth is brutal grandma's kugel

Kings County is my stomping
The Square Mall, Brooklyn, Downtown
So don't ask me to wine and ya
I'm from Brooklyn you're Regina

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

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

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