Luyện nghe bài hát Hey F*?# You

Which of you schnooks took my rhyme
give it back, you're wicky wack
With your ticky calls, didn't touch you at all
I didn't touch your hand man, you its all ball

You sold a few records, but don't get
'Cause you used a corked bat to get hits
You've been in the game, career is long
But when you it down, you've 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 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!

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

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

Your rhymes are fake like a Canal Street
You're hearing me and you're "Oh my god its Sasquatch!"
I'm walkin' on water, while you're in shit
So put your sewer boots on your 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, 'cause you yourself
So put a quarter in ass, 'cause you played yourself
So put a quarter in your ass, you played yourself

And if you don't like then hey you!

Sucker it's me they're resenting
In the kingdom they call it presenting
With the dipsy doodle the kit and
The truth is brutal your kugel

Kings County is my ground
The Albee Square Mall, Brooklyn,
So ask me to wine and dine ya
I'm from Brooklyn you're Regina

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

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

a loser