Luyện nghe bài hát Victim (Explicit)

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

in your motherfucking lane nigga
You with the Don nigga
me

Fifty me, fifty, the fakest that you've 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, and slow

Fifty, you goin' to end up dead you fuckin' with crack
Talk about your girl pop off, where the 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 popped off, thanks to Curtis
But he don't care, he's still locked up in his and shit
Steroid up and he wont about that bitch
Is it me or does candy shop sound magic stick?
In the video, this nigga 'bout to strip

Shaking his ass, the fuck is wrong with this nigga
Fifty, don't me
Oh yeah, you got sixty five 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 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 your
A minute ago, all I was G-G-G-G-Unit
Fifty niggaz ran and they even do shit

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

seen me before
Yous a bitch nigga straight out of low
And they don't believe him, this 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 them more you rappin'
Now Fifty ain't right

Fifty me, fifty, the fakest 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

I know y'all thinkin' man
Y'all thinkin' JD gonna slam
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
like he can't get touched man
I'm respond one time, one time only

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

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