Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

Drop 2 Fast, drop 2
I'm too fast for y'all,
2 Fast, drop 2 Furious
Oh, I'm too fast for y'all,

Ah, you just came from doin' a bid
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Somebody broke in and cleaned out crib
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, cops tryna throw you in them county blues
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a

Talkin' about gats, traps, and robbers
It's 911, pleas call the
Evacuate the building and the pigs
everybody wanna piece, we gon' split ya wigs
See, some fools up and over stepped they boundaries
You to catch a cold, stay the fuck around me
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout what kinda he on
You like, poof, bitch be gone

You think twelve gon' catch me, a break
I'm super-charged with the hide-away license
It seems they finger print me and gimme some years
They'll only get one while I'm shifting gears
I got suede on my roof, wood on the dash
Sheep on the rug, 'Golden Grain' in the stash
Hydraulics all around so I shake the
We go front, back and side to

Some punk just up and made you spill your drink
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Now, your car just on a empty tank
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
If you got bills and you lost your job
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
If you about to get and you ready to mob
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

Let's take it to the streets I'm ready to cruise
Just bought me and my cars all brand new shoes
And the just stare so I love to park it
And I put a computer in the glove compartment
With the to the floor, radar in the grille
TV in the middle of my wheel
my car's birthday so we blown them candle
More speakers in the trunk my ride can handle

Got my name in the headrest, read it and
Nos tank in the back, camel on the seat
And when I up to the club, I get all the affection
the women love the paint and they can see their reflection
I'm about to take off, so F ya heard
Because my side mirrors flap like a fuckin'
And the fools, we gon' clock one and pop one
my folk ridin' shotgun with a shotgun

You just got hustled for a wad of
Man, gon' do? Act a fool
Now, friends just smoked up your brand new stash
Say whatcha do? Act a fool
Now them gulls up the block still they mouth
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
If anybody talk bad about the South
Tell me I'm gon' do? Act a fool

I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide
Did donuts last week and the streets' smoking
See, I'm off anti freeze and my car is tipsy
Off the off ramp doin' a hundred and fifty
through East Pernium, on way to Ben Heel
Slide a to the junkie to clean my windshield
Got the whole ridin' and we startin' shit
I even got a trailer hitch with the pit

And now, all you wanna do is get and pout
Plus, new name is Fire 'cuz we stomped you out
And yeah, we blow trees and that's fantastic
So gulls, hold ya weave while I'm weaving traffic
I to fifth gear and teared the road apart
You'll be like Lil' John Q and get a 'Change of
one mission, two clips and some triple beams
I'm about to blow whole shit up to smithereens

The pot holes in the just bentcha rims
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Man, that ain't sticky, sticks and steams
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
ya man with another bitch up in ya bed
Ladies, whatcha do? Act a fool
If the bottles all gone and your are red
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool

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