Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

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

Yo when you say you it doesn matter
It goes into my mind as just chatter
You may say I a ego or just maybe three
But of that tough luck I take seriously
It goes in one ear and out the other
Heard that thug shit? brotha
I don't to brag, never 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 hate one, attempts to analyze
Franchise get hands tied
over a boat, don't know what you was thinking
That is over, your body sinking

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you out there, who don't got it,
to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
See that, Brooklyn get to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know I want and what I bring
You know we and you shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

Daddy]
You got it (that's right)
hits the floor when the shit drops
This shit knocked, bitch (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all long
We don't stop, niggas thought the heat was
But I'm to do it again, lead up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn the scene of the crime
I'm accurate, you can have that shit
I just wanna get a slide the baddest bitch
Models and actresses, that
Bottles, magnum shit
Get, nice as fuck, leave the lights is up
it down when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin nice as
Shit, if I don't write it I it well
Locked the flow, so tight you got to
I'm tight with my 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 you'd get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
Don't with me you won't get shoot to shit
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas y'all

Daddy]
ladies, get up
Bounce tits up
Be happy Brooklyn ain't shoot shit up
Cause I see some ladies
I could give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You might a flight 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 to the lair
Back where it is let's trap the deal,
Cease is a few of his pieces
That's how we is, side and divide
If she with, I-9-5 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 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 with Bad Boy shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want, and what I
Yo New city don't shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

to fade

P Diddy gonna to shit