Luyện nghe bài hát My Fo Fo

Yeah that'll do it, yeah, I hip hop
I this motherfuckin' hip hop game
nigga here is a little nigga, man
Stay in your 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 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, and slow

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

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

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

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

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

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

That's a shame, I was sittin' right in the
for you niggaz 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 shit gon'
You 'CB4,' youse a bitch nigga 'Straight Locash'
L.A. don't him, this nigga is so ass

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

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

(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

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

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

I one time, one time only
It gon' be no more songs from me, man
And for all the muh'fuckers
Who doubted man

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

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