Luyện nghe bài hát Victim (Explicit)

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

Stay in your motherfucking nigga
You fucking with the Don
me

Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest that ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how 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 it to you baby, nice and slow

Fifty, you goin' to end up when you fuckin' with crack
Talk about your pop off, where the fuck you be at?
I see MJ in the hood more Curtis
Matter of fact, this beef shit is making niggaz
It's gonna be families every sunday service

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

his ass, what the fuck is wrong with this nigga
Fifty, don't me
Oh yeah, you got sixty five on your team
And they're not 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 fakest you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can 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 give it to you baby, and slow

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

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

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

seen me before
Yous a bitch nigga out of low cash
And they believe him, this nigga is so ass
You dissed lean back, said my was a dud
Now tell me, have you seen 'em up in the club?

No, no, no
That's right, you see more than you rappin'
Now that ain't right

me, fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never been
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 thinkin' JD gonna lyrically
This nigga be crazy for Fat Joe man
He really tho

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

It ain't gonna be more for me man
This is for all the mutha fuckers who die
me, make a response ten thousand times
I ain't talkin' back to that

One thing I promise you
it man
This is bitch
It's gonna be a real ugly man