Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

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

Yo when you say you it doesn matter
It goes into my mind as just chit
You may say I a ego or just maybe three
But none of tough luck I take seriously
It goes in one ear and out the other
Heard fake thug shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never hate
You ain't got the bank that it to stop this
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 hate when one, to analyze
Franchise get your hands
Thrown over a boat, don't know what you was
That is over, your body sinking

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
See that, Brooklyn get shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
You we tired and you shoot to shit
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
funny niggas after 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 thought the was gone
But I'm back to do it again, up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn the scene of the crime
I'm accurate, you can have that shit
I just wanna get a with the baddest bitch
Models and actresses, swallow
Bottles, magnum shit
Get, nice as fuck, when the lights is up
Tear it when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin as hell
Shit, if I write it I recite it well
Locked the flow, so you got to know
I'm tight 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 it down and shoot to shit now,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
Yo in Brooklyn get shoot to shit
bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
Don't fuck me you won't get shoot to shit
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, back to
With funny niggas after

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

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

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P gonna shoot to shit