Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Dat

[Fredro

Yo! Turn that shit up, up!
Afficial Niggas...Fuck Dat!
Ya is dead-ass!
what I'm sayin'?
We're payin' my niggaz ' All 'n shit!
Word up! Yo Mega, Dat!
Rip that shit nigga!

[J. Mega, (Fredro Starr)]

What? What? What? What? What?
My fleet goals, by da cold
We blaze, y'all see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like
The new millenium, got me in mo' for 'em
backs, I want a mil (of) 'em!
But don't minimum, max out, the ol's put the black out
Niggaz be frontin', we the back rob
Now stay with style, original, wanna act wild?
City puttin' out, as we stack now
We're nuthin' to match out,
See it clearly through my
This out to niggas on the corner, Mega's on ya
Rap performer, no diploma, I'm sippin' on Corona, keep my Coma
The East New York Soldier,
(Fuck Dat! That's the All shit!
Yo Valentine!)

[Greg Valentine, (Fredro Starr), {Sticky

Yo, the bees be like petrees(?)
You better had that vest under ya fleece
Then a sceam up ya slees, we has to say delease
the thugs and the police, shit'll never be peace
Cause holiday, ya weights ya hourly rate
We poly for states, buyin' fire escapes
See this, criminal is like a 'roll it in dice'
Niggaz holdin' they ice, wild on a slice
Yo it's too often too hot, in ghetto meldin' pot
Put out these fagat ass try to steel what I got
As if, that ain't enough, for Jakes is the spot
Where we eat at, but tonight that's where bleed at
That belone her with the flame, throwin' their rain, it's
to Jehova, jiggaz up, the game's over
(All City what, All what?! Fuck Dat!
Yo Sticky) {wassup nigga?}( Come here nigga, Dat!
Let these muthafuckaz know nigga!!!) {I want NEW SHIT!}
(Afficial Nast! What?!!)

Fingaz, (Fredro Starr)]

Oh ooh, here the come, from out the dungeon
Say goodbye to ya one, you can't heard from, the dumb dumb
Kickin' SHIT! I cut out ya tongue son! I'm in this rap shit for the LOVESONG!
Who can stage as soon as the blunt's out? YOU DON'T NONE!
But regardless, WILDEST, you get da MILDEST!
I muthafuckin', murder, want charges!
You off getargets, any rap artist!
hate ya GUTS!, and hope that ya DIE!
If you're not Allah, yo' ass gotta FRIE!
as life is for a life, without no remorse
You up BIG TIME, you should've finished me off nigga!
(What?! Fuck Dat! Dat!
Nast what up?!
Yo Lefty, I got a new for ya niggaz!
Yo Dat! Step up and shit....)

Smith, (Fredro Starr), {X-1}]

I with gat-swingers, that bay arms like tanktops
A bunch of bringers, that an ass bet ya wanna make your bank stop
Guaranteed to make ya block hot, we runnin' the
tired of jizzle 'n rocks, we straight up fuckin' in villains or jachts
Got the Big Apple on smash like mobbs, livin' hell really?!
So we just vanish 'n rob, paper me we all dyin' from a leg docs(?)
So fuck it, even get it get-got, so what?!
Bring it, I'm closin' now shut, I give a FUCK about gettin' popped
Them thugs probably heard, left two guns is al lot!
It's my time to go, playa, I'm tryin' to go you
For the dolies, niggaz just G-O
While shoot outs, reachin' for the glocks, on my way to drugs
Still spittin' ya, 3-60 pill, I was drugged up, in a sixth still ya
Call it murder, anybody TRY to here missin'
(Fuck Dat! Yo X -1 nigga!) {What
(Ya betta fuckin' do shit nigga!) {What what, what, what?!}
(Fuck Dat! Nasty Niggas!
Fuckin' takin' streets! That niggas is dead!)

[X - 1, (Fredro Starr)]

All you crack niggaz, I don't even like your
If it wasn't for love, you be right now
Speak upon the gun nor, X is layin' it
two rounds, sprayin' ya town
Takin' back under the ground, be a man, take ya laws
Die with the sacred course, six's bein' deep on the floors
(They that shit nigga! What?!
Kick the our fuckin' shit! Dat!)
Be a rock and see where you end up 'bout
Before my stops, kid I'm tryin' to see some jacks
You better get dropped dog, just read the
Dig a gunshot, at least bringin' you back
I run in spots, or walk that for liquid cats
X critical source, with criminal thoughts, under the laws
Your lost, X-million now, nigga tripple the course
I cripple boss, what?!!

[Fredro & Sticky

Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
Fuck Dat! Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
up! Fuckin' All City!
Onyx!
Muthafuckin' Fredro talkin' to you nigga!
Fuckin' Sonsee nigga! What da is up?!
Yo Sticky, nigga?! Gangreen in this muthafucka!
Bubba Smith 'n shit! Back da up, everybody up!!
My nigga too up in this muthafucka! (Know what I'm sayin?!)
DJ LS, Afficial Nast nigga! Fuck any DJ,yo Fuck Dat! (Any DJ nigga! Nast!)
Word up, Dat! Niggaz don't know! My muthafuckin' broher is sayin', Fuck Dat!
Big Chris, Fuck Dat! Niggaz ain't seein' shit! Nast! Yo eat 'em up!
Get da fuck up here! (*Car rushin' away*)