Luyện nghe bài hát My Fo Fo

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

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

(Once I got you, give 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

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

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

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

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

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

(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 it back to the Vibe awards
that nigga disrespect and then snuffed your boss
Minute ago, all I was G-G-G-Unit
Fifty niggaz ran and they didn't do shit

That's a shame, I was right in the front
Waitin' for you niggaz to
Where all thug and them Teflon vests-es?
We them Terror Squad boys, you know not to test us

'Hate it or Love It,' The on top
Now you jealous of him, when your shit gon'
You 'CB4,' youse a bitch nigga Outta Locash'
L.A. don't him, this nigga is so ass

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

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you seen?
Curtis, Jackson
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

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

nigga be walkin' around with
Twenty talkin' shit on records
Never comin' out his
like he can't get touched, man

I respond one time, one only
It gon' be no more songs from me, man
And this for all the
Who Crack man

Trust me, nigga could response ten thousand
I ain't back to that nigga
The one I will promise you

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