Luyện nghe bài hát Proposition Fuck You

Are you tired of out in your car
And getting sweated by the boys in
Tired of getting shot by best friend and not receiving
Any medical attention because of lack of

If these are a few problems that you and your friends
November when you go up that
Ballot box and you see the marked
you, you know what to do

Tired of the boyz in blue, running up on crew
You what to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
you, fuck you, it's a proposition

Hangin' on back in the wit
peeps smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, who?
You ain't got a clue, fuck you, a proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

Step into the box
Blowing up the muthafuckin' spot, of these cops
Tired of judges, tired of the rules
Waitin' til the day to tell 'em all, you

Playin' two, it ain't enough
Got the in blue still roughin' me up
On the T.V. news still it up
Never thought Lee could be fuckin' it up

of Mayhem, Filthy and Dutch
I up in your party and I'm spikin' the punch
If you've had enough, you know to do
Vote yes! On fuck you

Tired of the boyz in blue, running up on your
You know to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a

Hangin' on back in the wit
Your smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, who?
You got a clue, fuck you, it's a proposition
you, fuck you, it's a proposition

Filthee, Lee, steppin' casually
finger in the air for everybody to see
Obviously you read over my proposition
"Fuck you", be runnin' the opposition

Opposition, proposition exposure
Our prediction, stop your bitchin' we takin'
I told ya, we more pottery, stop the monopoly
We turn around nigga's that learn to do it properly

Tired of the in blue, running up on your crew
You know what to do 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, a proposition

Hangin' on back in the wit
Your peeps weed, drinkin' brew, who?
You got a clue, fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

Go on take welfare, medicare
Start riots everywhere, my style she could need some health
I am well prepared, fuck you, ammunition buck you
Gotta bud a

Who da farmers? House takin' over congress
'em how to keep it on this passive judgment
Passin' on the government, no paper green
By law we rock hard, hip hop

Collage, I borough street, hoods and
Take your goods and run, naked for fun
ya food to bluff, so spark another blunt
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a

of the boyz in blue, running up on your crew
You know to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
you, fuck you, it's a proposition

I've had it up to here with
Face plastered prime time, headline, on T.V.
you! It's proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition