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 chit chatter
You may say I have a ego or just three
But none of that luck I take seriously
It goes in one ear and right out the
Heard that thug shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never hate
You ain't got the bank that it takes to stop
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha you missed
I put inside, you know who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I when one, attempts to analyze
Franchise get your tied
Thrown over a boat, know what you was thinking
That is over, your body sinking

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

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

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

[Puff
ladies, get up
Bounce your up
Be happy ain't shoot this shit up
I see some ladies tonight
That I could give a or 3 babies tonight
You catch a flight if you playing me right
But if you whack there you cab fare
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 where it is let's the deal, where
is with a few of his pieces
That's how we is, east side and
If she ain't with, hit the road tramp
And don't you come back no more no more no
No

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

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P gonna shoot to shit