Luyện nghe bài hát What They Hittin' Foe?

Fucking around in a crap
Niggas think I'm soft now I'm in the rap game
And I don't hang out as much, out dope cuts
Standing on stage and I'm my nuts

But when it to getting in a circle
I'm hitting sevens turning niggas purple
for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke
When deuce hit the floor yo

Now which of ya fade the twenty?
I'm turnin' fat pockets skinny
Oh I'm shaking the ivory
And boom it's like die for me

Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the
But don't forget my point, it is yo

I put my on the bet so it won't slide
Money 'cause I'm never hitting deuce-five
I'm never hitting no way
You wanna leave but come on hoe

see but that'll work
Poppa needs new shoes and a sweatshirt
Fool you can't even with that
And now I'm winning I gots to get my gat

'Cause I see homies starting to look
And broke motherfuckers they make the best
And I'm feeling like a
fools now the circle's getting smaller

Now you wanna go and
Punk niggas like you love to triple-team
So I pick up my money and start
'Cause now I let the gat talking

Now since y'all lost you go out like a sucker
that motherfucker