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 thugs out there
Yeah uh huh

Yo you say you thuggin it doesn matter
It goes into my mind as just chatter
You may say I have a ego or just maybe
But of that tough luck I take seriously
It goes in one ear and right out the
Heard that fake thug shit?
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 feelings inside, you who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate when one, attempts to
Franchise get your tied
Thrown over a boat, don't what you was thinking
That dream is over, your body

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
Come to Brooklyn and get to shit,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
See that, get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and what I
You know we tired and you 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 the floor when the shit drops
shit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all long
We don't stop, niggas the heat was gone
But I'm back to do it again, lead up
BAD BOY, we turn into the scene of the
I'm accurate, damn you can have shit
I wanna get a slide with the baddest bitch
Models and actresses, that
Bottles, that shit
Get, nice as fuck, leave when the is up
Tear it down when the is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin as hell
Shit, if I don't it I recite it well
Locked the flow, so you got to know
I'm with 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 tear it and shoot to shit now,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
Don't fuck me you won't get shoot to shit
You want hardcore the walls
Back, and back, back to
With funny niggas after

[Puff
ladies, get up
Bounce your up
Be Brooklyn ain't shoot this shit up
I see some ladies tonight
That I could give a or 3 babies tonight
You might catch a flight if you playing me
But if you whack you gettin cab fare
Yo, I'm more for drama little clap clap
I I ain't Ghandi of this whole rap gear
But you see honey what I'm rappin with
All I is a minute to get back to the lair
Back where it is trap the deal, where
is with a few of his pieces
That's how we is, east side and
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the tramp
And don't you come 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 fuck don't shoot to
you you and you you, fuck you and you
We with Bad Boy don't shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want, and what I bring
Yo New city don't shoot to shit
You want smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas y'all

to fade

P Diddy shoot to shit