Luyện nghe bài hát Victim (Explicit)

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

Stay in your lane nigga
You fucking with the Don
me

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

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

End up your 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 bitch
Is it me or does candy shop sound like magic
In the video, nigga fifty 'bout to strip

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

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

Fifty me, fifty, the fakest that you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can 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

Now let's take it 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 even do

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

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

You've me before
a bitch nigga straight out of low cash
And they don't believe him, this 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 than you
Now Fifty that right

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

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

This be walkin' around with twenty cops talking shit on records
And never be comin' out of his
Feel like he get touched man
I'm gonna one time, one time only

It ain't gonna be songs for me man
is for all the mutha fuckers who die crack
Trust me, make a ten thousand times
I ain't talkin' back to nigga

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