Luyện nghe bài hát F&N

808
Fuck around, parked the and didn't even get back in it
ATL Jacob, ATL

Redbone bitch, yeah, Hi-Tech, yeah
How do I dress? Yeah, my flesh, yeah
Soon as I roll up, put my up
Go'n head, pour up, a few O's up, let's go
by four, that tall shit, let's go
I jumped in the spot on a tall bitch, go
I told 'em to get out and bag that, go
I'm Lucas and Mad Max, let's go
I'm high yesterday
Put 'em on bean, yeah, put 'em on all the schemes,
Put 'em on lean, yeah, they them new machines, yeah
By any means, yeah, we gotta out the scene, yeah
I took an AK to a dinner date
I just put some VVs in a face
And the is a day-date
Hit 'em with chopper first, Ray J

I'm a well known nuisance and my bad
Pop one Perc', then you like kickstand
AP, that's a wristband
All these niggas shaky, might as dance
I don't trust him, we gon' dust him, that's Taliban
Big foreign truck, it's lift up like an
I'll you how to finesse for some big bands
I got so white bitches, Ku Klux Klan
I come with the pharmacy, come the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a hit on your head,
they comin' to get you, slicin' your throat
Put a lil' bitch in the bed, we digital, wipin' her nose
M.O.H., money over
I got that H in front of the lil'
Got dog food and for the low
I'm with thoroughbred at the store
In expensive threads, to the floor
I know they talkin' shit 'cause some hoes
You know them FN go through doors
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I was too high for the
You beat a body, get a
We don't entertain no
I'm with my dodie
would catch hell 'bout woadie
Got a scale for the dodie
I done met friends in
We done met and chopped it up on cool shit, uh
Only time my slime talk murder's on the ships, uh
Got that cutter and it's longer than a stick, uh
face, no dates, I'm a heavyweight
I ain't even gotta my dawgs to keep one in the chamber
to take it off your shoulder, frustration and anger
Yeah, they get it, approach us, fuck bein' famous
as I got my...
go

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These bullets, be goin' through doors
low, get down on the floor
Young nigga, they gon' and wipe your nose
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