Luyện nghe bài hát Victim (Explicit)

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

Stay in motherfucking lane nigga
You fucking the Don nigga
me

Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest 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 give it to you baby, nice and

Fifty, you to end up dead when you fuckin' with crack
Talk your girl pop off, where the fuck you be at?
I see MJ in the more 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 up in his house and shit
Steroid up and he wont come about bitch
Is it me or does candy sound like magic stick?
In the video, this nigga fifty 'bout to

his ass, what the fuck is wrong with this nigga
Fifty, don't me
Oh yeah, you got sixty five niggaz on team
And they're not from South Jamaica, Queens

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

Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest 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 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

That's a shame, I was sitting in the front
Waiting for you niggaz to
Where are all your and them Teflon vests?

We them terror squad
You know not to test us
Hate it or love it, The on top
Now you jealous of him, when your shit to stop?

seen me before
Yous a bitch nigga straight out of low
And they believe him, this nigga is so ass
You dissed lean back, said my 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 ain't

Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever
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 it to you baby, nice and slow

I know what y'all man
Y'all thinkin' JD gonna lyrically
This nigga be for dissin' Fat Joe man
He really tho

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

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

One thing I will you
it man
This is crack
It's be a real ugly summer man