Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

Drop 2 Fast, drop 2
I'm too for y'all, mayn
Drop 2 Fast, drop 2
Oh, I'm too fast for y'all,

Ah, you just came home from a bid
Tell me whatcha do? Act a fool
Somebody broke in and cleaned out your
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a
Just a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, them cops tryna you in them county blues
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a

Talkin' about gats, traps, and robbers
911, pleas call the doctor
Evacuate the building and trick the
Since everybody piece, we gon' split ya wigs
See, some slipped up and over stepped they boundaries
You 'bout to a cold, stay the fuck around me
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout what shit he on
You disappear like, poof, be gone

You twelve gon' catch me, gimme a break
I'm with the hide-away license plate
It seems they finger print me and gimme some years
They'll only get one while I'm shifting gears
I got suede on my roof, wood on the dash
Sheep skin on the rug, 'Golden Grain' in the
Hydraulics all around so I shake the
We go front, and side to side

Some punk just tripped up and made you your drink
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, car just stopped on a empty tank
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
If you got late bills and you lost job
Tell me gon' do? Act a fool
If you to get drunk and you ready to mob
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool

take it to the streets 'cuz I'm ready to cruise
Just me and my cars all some brand new shoes
And the people just so I love to park it
And I just put a computer in the compartment
With the petal to the floor, in the grille
TV in the middle of my wheel
It's my car's birthday so we blown them
More speakers in the trunk than my ride can

Got my in the headrest, read it and weep
Nos tank in the back, hair on the seat
And when I pull up to the club, I get all the
'Cuz the women love the paint and they can see reflection
I'm to take off, so F what ya heard
Because my side mirrors flap like a bird
And the fools, we clock one and we'll pop one
my folk ridin' shotgun with a shotgun

You just got for a wad of cash
Man, whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, your friends just smoked up brand new stash
Say whatcha do? Act a fool
Now them gulls up the still runnin' they mouth
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
If anybody talk bad about the South
Tell me what I'm gon' do? Act a

I got my wide shut and my trunk wide open
Did donuts last week and the streets' still
See, I'm off that freeze and my car is tipsy
Off the off ramp about a hundred and fifty
Rollin' through Pernium, on way to Ben Heel
Slide a five to the junkie to clean my
Got the whole crew ridin' and we shit
I even got a trailer hitch the barbecue pit

And now, all you wanna do is get and pout
Plus, your new name is Fire we stomped you out
And yeah, we trees and beez that's fantastic
So gulls, hold ya while I'm weaving through traffic
I kicked to fifth gear and teared the road
You'll be like John Q and get a 'Change of Heart'
It's one mission, two clips and some triple
I'm about to this whole shit up to smithereens

The pot holes in the just bentcha rims
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Man, that ain't sticky, that's and steams
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
Catch ya man with bitch up in ya bed
Ladies, gon' do? Act a fool
If the bottles all gone and your are red
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool

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