Luyện nghe bài hát My Fo Fo

Yeah do it, yeah, I love hip hop
I love this motherfuckin' hip hop
nigga here is a little nigga, man
Stay in your motherfuckin' lane,
You fuckin' a Don, nigga, Crack, follow me

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you ever
Curtis, Curtis
How come you can never be seen?

(Once I got you, give you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
give it to you, baby, nice and slow

Fifty, you gon' end up dead when you fuckin' with
Talkin' about you gon' pop off, where the you be at?
Cook, I see MJ in the hood more Curtis
Matter fact, this shit is making niggaz nervous

It's gonna be families grieving every Sunday
End up with your popped off, thanks to Curtis
But he don't care, he stay up in the house an' shit
Steroid up and he won't come about that

Is it me or 'Candy Shop' sound like Stick'?
In the video, this nigga Fifty to strip
Shakin' his ass, what the fuck is with this nigga?
Fifty, make me

Oh yeah, you got sixty-five niggaz on team
And they're not from Southside, Jamaica,
They're the boys in blue, I'm just the truth
Now we all see the bitch in you, follow me,

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you ever
Curtis, Curtis
How come you can never be seen?

(Once I got you, I'ma you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
I'ma give it to you, baby, and slow

Now, let's take it back to the Vibe
Where that nigga disrespect and then your boss
Minute ago, all I heard was
Fifty niggaz ran and they didn't even do

That's a shame, I was right in the front
for you niggaz to dump
Where all thug guns and them Teflon
We them Terror Squad boys, you should not to test us

'Hate it or It,' The Game's on top
Now you jealous of him, your shit gon' stop?
You 'CB4,' a bitch nigga 'Straight Outta Locash'
L.A. don't believe him, this is so ass

You 'Lean Back,' said my shit was a dud
Now tell me have you ever 'em up in the club?
Nope, nope, no shawty right
You singin' more you rappin' now Fifty that ain't right

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you seen?
Curtis, Curtis
How come you can never ever be

(Once I got you, give you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
I'ma give it to you, baby, nice and

New York, I know what thinkin', man
Y'all thinkin' Jada slay him lyrically
This nigga be for dissin'
Fat Joe man, he really crazy

This nigga be walkin' with
cops talkin' shit on records
Never comin' out his
Feel like he get touched, man

I respond one time, one time
It gon' be no more songs from me, man
And for all the muh'fuckers
Who doubted man

Trust me, nigga could ten thousand times
I ain't talkin' back to nigga
The one thing I promise you

If I want get you I'm get you
And it, man, it's Crack, bitch
gon' be a real ugly summer, man