Luyện nghe bài hát Victim (Explicit)

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

Stay in your motherfucking lane
You fucking with the Don
me

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

Fifty, you goin' to end up dead 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 your head popped off, to Curtis
But he don't care, he's still up in his house and shit
Steroid up and he wont come about that
Is it me or does candy shop sound 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 niggaz on your
And not from South side 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 that you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how 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

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

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

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

You've seen me
Yous a bitch nigga out of low cash
And they don't believe him, this is so ass
You lean 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 than you
Now Fifty ain't right

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

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

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

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

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