Luyện nghe bài hát F&N

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

Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech,
How do I dress? Yeah, my flesh, yeah
Soon as I up, put my doors up
head, pour up, roll a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that tall shit, go
I jumped in the spot on a bitch, let's 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, whippin' them new machines, yeah
By any means, yeah, we gotta clear out the scene,
I just an AK to a dinner date
I just put some VVs in a face
And the is a day-date
Hit 'em with that first, Ray J

I'm a well known and my bitch bad
Pop one Perc', then you lean like
Skeleton AP, that's a
All these niggas shaky, might as well
I don't him, we gon' dust him, that's some Taliban
Big foreign truck, it's lift up like an
I'll teach you how to finesse for some big
I got so many 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' in the bed, we goin' digital, wipin' her nose
M.O.H., money hoes
I got that H in of the lil' boat
Got dog food and for the low
I'm thoroughbred standin' at the store
In expensive threads, head to the
I know they shit 'cause they some hoes
You them FN bullets go through doors
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I was too for the brodie
You a body, get a Rollie
We don't entertain no
I'm certified my dodie
They would catch 'bout woadie
Got a bigger scale for the
I done met friends in
We done met and chopped it up on cool shit, uh
Only time my talk murder's on the cruise ships, uh
Got that and it's longer than a pool stick, uh
Straight face, no dates, I'm a
I ain't even gotta tell my dawgs to one in the chamber
to take it off your shoulder, frustration and anger
Yeah, they get it, don't approach us, 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, gon' 'head and wipe your nose
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