Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

One two one two
One two one two
This one right here out to all the fake thugs out there
yeah uh huh

Yo when you say you thuggin it doesn
It goes into my mind as just chatter
You may say I have a ego or just three
But none of that tough luck I take
It goes in one ear and out the other
Heard that fake shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never never
You ain't got the bank that it takes to stop
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha sucker you
I put feelings inside, you who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate when one, attempts to
Franchise get hands tied
Thrown over a boat, don't know you was thinking
dream is over, your body sinking

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
Come to Brooklyn and get to shit,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
See that, Brooklyn get shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
You know we tired and you to shit
You want hardcore the walls
Back, and back, back to
With funny niggas y'all

[Puff
You got it (that's right)
Everybody hits the when the shit drops
This shit knocked, stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all night
We don't stop, niggas the heat was gone
But I'm to do it again, lead up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn into the of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can that shit
I just get a slide with the baddest bitch
and actresses, that swallow
Bottles, that magnum
Get, nice as fuck, leave when the is up
Tear it down when the is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin as hell
Shit, if I write it I recite it well
the flow, so tight you got to know
I'm tight my glock and my dough

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
How many times we tear it down and shoot to now,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and I bring
Don't fuck with me you get shoot to shit
You want hardcore the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

Daddy]
ladies, get up
Bounce tits up
Be happy Brooklyn shoot this shit up
Cause I see some tonight
That I could give a condom or 3 tonight
You catch a flight if you playing me right
But if you whack there you gettin cab
Yo, I'm more for drama little clap clap
I mean I ain't of this whole rap gear
But you see honey what I'm rappin with
All I need is a to get back to the lair
Back it is let's trap the deal, where
Cease is with a few of his
That's how we is, east side and
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the tramp
And don't you come back no more no no more
No

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you out there, who don't got it
You ain't fuck don't shoot to shit
Fuck you you and you you, you and you
We with Bad Boy don't shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want, and I bring
Yo New York city don't shoot to
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas after

to fade

P Diddy shoot to shit