Luyện nghe bài hát My Fo Fo

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

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you seen?
Curtis, Curtis
How come you can ever 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
I'ma give it to you, baby, nice and

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

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

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

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

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

Now, let's take it back to the Vibe
Where that nigga disrespect and then snuffed your
ago, all I heard was G-G-G-Unit
Fifty ran and they didn't even do shit

That's a shame, I was sittin' in the front
for you niggaz to dump
Where all thug and them Teflon vests-es?
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 Outta Locash'
L.A. don't believe him, nigga is so ass

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

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
I'ma give it to you, baby, and slow

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

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

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

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

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