Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Done F**ked Up

Yeah, one, two, one, two, Big M E F
The phenom from Vietnam, out of rehab, yo
On my way the w***spot, good?
hood? Staten Island Advance
Big up to my man Magic down in MIA, up cuzo?

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and
and get it, somebody done f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I comes with it, quick to tell critics
Eat a didick, done f**ked up, now

Y'all did it, done stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, done f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, you'll stop the kid up in the fitted?
Live with it, somebody f**ked up

Look, I'm cutting corners on clowns, m******** and pounds
Found with Staten n***** that run up on you with rounds
Take a drag, pass it around, guess who in your town
And the crowd vict' with Brown patting him down

S***'s thick, thick as harmony grits, 'cause some thugs
no, harmony bitch, them n*****probably snitch
Y'all be the judge, look what happened to
What happens when co-d's is talking to police, you dig?

Half a cig, let me f*** with ya wig, you loving the style
They're a pedophile could f*** with the kid
Now that I'm up on my, feet, take it back to the streets
In the GM with your BM in the passenger

Riding hood, by my hood, no hike in the wood
Life is good, it's so good, it twice if I could
Man, it's me, once again it's that
Crushing the s*** you bring, you know how we do things

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot and butter
Come and get it, somebody f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I with it, quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick, somebody done up, now

done did it, done stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, somebody f**ked up, now
Can you dig it, you'll never the kid up in the fitted?
with it, somebody done f**ked up

Yo, pulling my shoes up, my Timbs, back to when?
Puffing again, who stunting, cops f**ked* with
Feeling the blow, goose the skin, and on the scale
Of nothing to ten, a ten, man, it's to him

See you can tell by how I'm my pen like Mae Weather
Touching her chin, she stunting, up in her friend
Tell the label give me something to spin and light got a price
You want a slice but we cutting you in

Man, fiends know my past work, held a monkey
Until they back hurt, money talking, what that's worth
And MCF, mean Cash First s***, the kid
On the beach in Hawaii, minus the skirt

Blast first, ask questions
Black herse, n****, stretch yo a**, y'all n*****know this is
It's New Yitty, ain't just a fad
It's M E F, and I ain't Biggie, but I'm as Bad, Boy

Knock, knock, who is it, ah sh*****, hot peas and
Come and get it, done f**ked up, now
Meth spit it, I comes it, quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick, done f**ked up, now

Y'all did it, done stepped in it, now run and tell them
N***** who the realest, somebody done up, now
Can you dig it, you'll never stop the kid up in the
Live with it, somebody done up

Yeah, Big M-E-F, Staten Island Advance,
Word up, don't ever count me out, just me the f*** in
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