Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Fuck You

Which of you schnooks took my rhyme book,
Give it back, you're
With your calls, didn't touch you at all
I didn't touch your hand, man, you know all ball
You sold a few records but don't get
'Cause you used a bat to get those hits
Yeah you've been in the game, your is long
But when you really break it down, only got two songs
MCs are like clay pigeons and I'm shootin'
I just yell pull and Mike drops the
You people call yourselves MCs but you're men
out the trash when you pull out the pen

And if you like it, then hey, fuck you

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Now, I about you up on page six
They was trashin' your ass it's sad you're getting
Now about your face now don't get pissed
But I suggest you see a
I keep that hot sauce hot not and weak
gonna burn your mouth until you wet your beak
I've got billions and billions of to flex
'Cause I've got rhymes than Carl Sagan's got turtlenecks
rhymes are fake like a Canal Street watch
You're hearing me and like "oh my God its Sasquatch!"
But I'm walkin' on water while stepping in shit
So put your sewer boots on before ass gets licked

And if you like it, then hey, fuck you
So put a quarter in ass 'cause you played yourself
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you yourself
So put a quarter in ass 'cause you played yourself
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you played
And it you like it, then hey, fuck you

Sucker it's me they're resenting
In the animal they call it presenting
the dipsy doo-doo the kit and kaboodle
The truth is brutal, your grandma's
County is my stomping ground
The Square Mall, Brooklyn, Downtown
So don't ask me to wine and ya
I'm from you're from Regina
You're Foghorn Leghorn, Yosemite Sam
You're just yellin', wildin', who I am
those lies you're telling you're like Toucan Sam
My impregnable like the Hoover Dam

And if you like it, then hey, fuck you
And if you don't like it, then hey, you
Wow, a loser!