Luyện nghe bài hát My Fo Fo

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

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you 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

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

gonna be families 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 about that bitch

Is it me or 'Candy Shop' sound 'Magic Stick'?
In the video, this nigga Fifty to strip
Shakin' his ass, what the is wrong with this nigga?
Fifty, don't me

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

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you ever
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
I'ma it to you, baby, nice and slow

Now, let's take it back to the awards
Where nigga disrespect 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' right in the
Waitin' for you to dump
Where all thug guns and them Teflon
We them Terror boys, you should know not to test us

'Hate it or It,' The Game's on top
Now you jealous of him, when your gon' stop?
You 'CB4,' youse a bitch nigga Outta Locash'
L.A. don't believe him, 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 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 it to you, baby, nice and slow

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

This nigga be walkin' around
cops talkin' shit on records
Never comin' out his
Feel like he get touched, man

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

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

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