Luyện nghe bài hát My Fo Fo

Yeah do it, yeah, I love hip hop
I love this motherfuckin' hip hop
This nigga is a little nigga, man
Stay in your motherfuckin' lane,
You fuckin' a Don, nigga, Crack, follow me

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the have you ever seen?
Curtis, Curtis
How come you can ever be seen?

(Once I got you, I'ma you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
I'ma give it to you, baby, nice and

Fifty, you gon' end up when you fuckin' with Crack
Talkin' you gon' pop off, where the fuck you be at?
Cook, I see MJ in the hood more than
Matter fact, this beef shit is making niggaz

It's gonna be grieving every Sunday service
End up with your head popped off, thanks to
But he don't care, he stay up in the house an' shit
Steroid up and he won't come about that

Is it me or 'Candy Shop' like 'Magic Stick'?
In the video, this nigga Fifty to strip
Shakin' his ass, what the fuck is wrong this nigga?
Fifty, make me

Oh yeah, you got sixty-five niggaz on your
And they're not Southside, Jamaica, Queens
They're the boys in blue, I'm just speakin' the
Now we all see the bitch in you, follow me,

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the have you ever seen?
Curtis, Curtis
How come you can never be seen?

(Once I got you, I'ma you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
give it to you, baby, nice and slow

Now, let's take it back to the Vibe
Where that nigga and then snuffed your boss
Minute ago, all I heard was
niggaz ran and they didn't even do shit

That's a shame, I was sittin' in the front
Waitin' for you to dump
Where all thug guns and them Teflon
We them Terror Squad boys, you should know not to us

'Hate it or Love It,' The on top
Now you jealous of him, your shit gon' stop?
You 'CB4,' youse a bitch nigga 'Straight Outta
L.A. believe him, this nigga is so ass

You dissed Back,' said my shit was a dud
Now tell me you ever seen 'em up in the club?
Nope, nope, no that's right
You singin' more than you rappin' now that ain't right

Fifty, meet Fifty, the fakest have you ever seen?
Curtis, Jackson
How come you can never be seen?

(Once I got you, I'ma you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
give it to you, baby, nice and slow

New York, I what y'all thinkin', man
Y'all thinkin' gon' slay him lyrically
nigga be crazy for dissin'
Fat Joe man, he really though

This nigga be walkin' with
Twenty talkin' shit on records
comin' out his house
Feel like he get touched, man

I one time, one time only
It ain't gon' be no more from me, man
And this for all the
Who doubted man

me, nigga could response ten thousand times
I talkin' back to that nigga
The one I will promise you

If I want get you I'm get you
And that's it, man, Crack, bitch
It's be a real ugly summer, man