Luyện nghe bài hát Victim (Explicit)

Yeah, do it
Yeah, I hip hop
I this muthafuckin' hip hop game
This here is a little nigga man

Stay in your motherfucking nigga
You with the Don nigga
me

Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest that ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can been seen?
Once I got you, I'm gonna get you

My, my, fo fo fo fo
My, my, fo fo fo fo
My, my, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and

Fifty, you goin' to end up dead you fuckin' with crack
about your girl pop off, where the fuck you be at?
I see MJ in the hood more Curtis
Matter of fact, this beef 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's still locked up in his house and
up and he wont come about that bitch
Is it me or does candy shop sound magic stick?
In the video, this nigga 'bout to strip

Shaking his ass, what the is wrong with this nigga
Fifty, make me
Oh yeah, you got five niggaz on your team
And they're not from South side Jamaica,

the boys in blue and I'm just speaking the truth
Yeah, we all see the in you
me

Fifty me, fifty, the fakest that you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how you can never been seen?
Once I got you, I'm gonna get you

My, my, fo fo fo fo
My, my, fo fo fo fo
My, my, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and

Now let's take it to vibe awards
Where that disrespect and then snuffed your balls
A minute ago, all I was G-G-G-G-Unit
Fifty niggaz ran and they didn't do shit

a shame, I was sitting right in the front
Waiting for you to dunk
are all your guns and them Teflon vests?

We them squad boys
You should not to test us
Hate it or it, The Game's on top
Now you jealous of him, your shit going to stop?

seen me before
Yous a bitch nigga straight out of low
And don't believe him, this nigga is so ass
You dissed back, said my shit was a dud
Now tell me, have you ever 'em up in the club?

No, no, no
That's right, you see them more you rappin'
Now Fifty that right

Fifty me, fifty, he's the that you've ever seen
Curtis, Jackson, how come you can never been seen?
I got you, I'm gonna get give you

My, my, fo fo fo fo
My, my, fo fo fo fo
My, my, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to it to you baby, nice and slow

I what y'all thinkin' man
Y'all thinkin' JD slam lyrically
This nigga be crazy for Fat Joe man
He really tho

This nigga be walkin' around twenty cops talking shit on records
And be comin' out of his house
Feel like he can't get man
I'm gonna respond one time, one only

It gonna be more songs for me man
This is for all the fuckers who die crack
Trust me, make a response ten thousand
I talkin' back to that nigga

One thing I will you
it man
This is crack
gonna be a real ugly summer man