Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

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

Yo when you say you thuggin it matter
It goes into my mind as just chit
You may say I have a ego or just three
But none of that tough I take seriously
It goes in one ear and right out the
Heard that thug shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never hate
You ain't got the bank that it takes to stop
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha sucker you
I put feelings inside, you who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate one, attempts to analyze
Franchise get your hands
Thrown over a boat, don't know you was thinking
That dream is over, your body

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 what I want and what I
You we tired and you shoot to shit
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas after

Daddy]
You got it (that's right)
Everybody hits the floor the shit drops
shit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all night
We don't stop, niggas the heat was gone
But I'm to do it again, lead up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn into the of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can have that
I just get a slide with the baddest bitch
Models and actresses, swallow
Bottles, that magnum
Get, as fuck, leave when the lights is up
Tear it down when the 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 with my glock and my dough

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
How times we tear it down and shoot to shit now,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
Yo in you'd get shoot to shit
bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
Don't fuck with me you won't get shoot to
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas y'all

[Puff
ladies, get up
Bounce your up
Be happy Brooklyn ain't this shit up
Cause I see some ladies
That I could give a or 3 babies tonight
You might catch a if you playing me right
But if you whack there you gettin cab
Yo, I'm more for drama little clap there
I mean I ain't Ghandi of whole rap gear
But you see honey what I'm rappin there?
All I need is a minute to get to the lair
where 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 with, I-9-5 hit the road tramp
And don't you come back no no more no more
No

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it
You ain't fuck 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 hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas y'all

to fade

P Diddy gonna shoot to