Luyện nghe bài hát What You In Fo'

[jail

Son I just my bitch
to my crib 'bout half past six
Kid's in shitty diapers, no was fixed
I was like, "Yo - why ain't no food fixed?"
She on the phone with her friend talkin bout
I snatched the receiver from that like CLICK
She got all excited, tryin to fit
Swung at me I swung back - BITCH!

Man]
What you in fo'? It happened in the
with some thugs I was at the bar, smokin bud, hollerin at
Ladybug was in my peachfuzz, she was
Talkin hot fudge, can't do it like she does
in the hot tub - didn't her man was in the club
And honey dove never that she had a scrub
It must been the drugs or the alcohol buzz, had me
shootin my game like a thirty-eight baby
Let's cut a rug, that's when I a shove
What the blood do - actin like he won the Golden
I get one for holdin grudge, but if kid throw a slug
I'ma throw a slug - that's how we be cuz
I see this dud tryin to play me a pair of Lugz
Big John Stud, in a golden mug
you in fo'?

[jail

I'm locked down for tryin to my block down since a shorty
The Old Earth was like, "Street put the down"
I was in slums, love how the gun sounds
and now I got one - c'mon, who front now?
Sunup to sundown, for showdown
Whoever wanna down, the gangsters better slow down
Wake up, before you be in a cell forty of us
(What you in fo'?) In for murder over money love and
(What you in fo'?) In for life, don't let me tell you
I might you twice and take double the life
What you in

the Chef]
Jail - get up
Wash a nigga mattress faggot, you heard about me
Pass off packages cat, you gotta eat to live
Meet the crib; got a hundred starvin in here big
So pop off, that's props, bring in
glocks we call 'em
Be a real nigga, swing mops and shit, take over shit
the C.O.'s, aiyyo Boo, I need clothes
Slide brokers phones get hid
Fuck with Russians and
The most powerful marble slipper style
Goin out thrashin niggaz, kicks get
Big sizes, sleep in boots, 4000 rugged F Troops
Notarized wigs, lay six
That's dog, make it home Lord
Heard you admit it in the box, slid it walls
monster anger
Bop the halls with bangers
Live God the Abbot of all chambers..

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