Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

One two one two
One two one two
This one right goes out to all the fake thugs out there
Yeah uh huh

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

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who 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 want smash the walls
Back, and back, back to
With niggas after y'all

Daddy]
You got it (that's right)
Everybody hits the floor when the drops
This knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all long
We stop, niggas thought the heat was gone
But I'm to do it again, lead up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn into the scene of the
I'm accurate, damn you can have shit
I just wanna get a slide with the bitch
Models and actresses, swallow
Bottles, that magnum
Get, nice as fuck, when the lights is up
Tear it down the mics is up
Lately say Diddy's gettin nice as hell
Shit, if I don't write it I recite it
Locked the flow, so tight you got to
I'm tight with my glock and my

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

[Puff
ladies, get up
Bounce your up
Be Brooklyn ain't shoot this shit up
Cause I see some tonight
I could give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You catch a flight if you playing me right
But if you whack there you gettin cab
Yo, I'm for drama little clap clap there
I mean I ain't of this whole rap gear
But you see honey what I'm with there?
All I is a minute to get back to the lair
where it is let's trap the deal, where
Cease is with a few of his
That's how we is, side and divide
If she ain't with, hit the road tramp
And don't you come no more no more no more
No

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you out there, who don't 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 to shit
bitch, you know what I want, and what I bring
Yo New York city shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, back to
funny niggas after y'all

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P Diddy gonna to shit