Luyện nghe bài hát Victim (Explicit)

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

in your motherfucking lane nigga
You with the Don nigga
me

Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest that ever seen
Curtis, Jackson, how come you can never been seen?
Once I got you, I'm 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 give it to you baby, nice and

Fifty, you goin' to end up dead when you with crack
Talk about your girl pop off, the fuck you be at?
I see MJ in the hood than Curtis
Matter of fact, this beef is making niggaz nervous
gonna be families grieving every sunday service

End up with your popped off, thanks to Curtis
But he don't care, he's still locked up in his house and
Steroid up and he wont come that bitch
Is it me or does shop sound like magic stick?
In the video, this nigga 'bout to strip

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

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

Fifty me, fifty, he's the that you've ever seen
Curtis, Jackson, how come 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, and slow

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

That's a shame, I was sitting right in the
for you niggaz to dunk
Where are all your guns and them Teflon

We terror squad boys
You should know not to us
it or love it, The Game's on top
Now you jealous of him, when your going to stop?

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

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

Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never 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 know what y'all man
Y'all JD gonna slam lyrically
This nigga be for dissin' Fat Joe man
He crazy tho

This be walkin' around with twenty cops talking shit on records
And never be out of his house
like he can't get touched man
I'm gonna respond one time, one only

It gonna be more songs for me man
This is for all the mutha who die crack
Trust me, make a response ten times
I ain't back to that nigga

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