Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Dat

[Fredro

Yo! that shit up, word up!
Afficial Niggas...Fuck Dat!
Ya is dead-ass!
Know I'm sayin'?
We're my niggaz ' All City 'n shit!
up! Yo Mega, Fuck Dat!
Rip that shit nigga!

[J. Mega, (Fredro Starr)]

What? What? What? What? What?
My fleet goals, by da cold
We blaze, won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, helium
The new millenium, got me in mo' for 'em
backs, I want a mil (of) 'em!
But don't minimum, max out, the ol's put the black out
Niggaz be frontin', we take the rob
Now with that style, original, wanna act wild?
City puttin' cartracks out, as we now
We're nuthin' to match out,
See it clearly through my
This goes out to on the corner, Mega's on ya
Rap performer, no diploma, I'm sippin' on Corona, my carpet Coma
The East New York Soldier,
(Fuck Dat! That's the All shit!
Yo Valentine!)

[Greg Valentine, (Fredro Starr), Fingaz}]

Yo, the be rushin' like petrees(?)
You better had that bulletproof vest under ya
Then a clever up ya slees, we has to say delease
Between the and the police, shit'll never be peace
Cause holiday, raise ya weights ya hourly
We poly for higher states, buyin' escapes
See this, criminal life is like a 'roll it in
Niggaz holdin' they ice, wild on a slice
Yo it's too often too hot, in this ghetto pot
Put out these fagat ass try to steel what I got
As if, that ain't enough, for is ratin' the spot
Where we eat at, but tonight that's where they at
That her with the flame, throwin' their rain, it's over
to Jehova, jiggaz up, the game's over
(All City what, All what?! Fuck Dat!
Yo Sticky) nigga?}( Come here nigga, Fuck Dat!
Let muthafuckaz know nigga!!!) {I want some NEW SHIT!}
(Afficial Nast! What?!!)

Fingaz, (Fredro Starr)]

Oh ooh, the thug come, from out the dungeon
Say goodbye to ya love one, you can't heard from, the dumb
Kickin' WACK SHIT! I cut out ya tongue son! I'm in rap shit for the LOVESONG!
Who can as soon as the blunt's out? YOU DON'T WANT NONE!
But regardless, WILDEST, you get da MILDEST!
I muthafuckin', muthafuckin' murder, charges!
You off getargets, any rap artist!
Still ya GUTS!, and hope that ya DIE!
If you're not Allah, yo' ass gotta FRIE!
Soon as is for a life, without no remorse
You fucked up BIG TIME, you should've me off nigga!
(What?! Fuck Dat! Dat!
Afficial what up?!
Yo Lefty, I got a new for ya niggaz!
Yo Fuck Dat! up and shit....)

Smith, (Fredro Starr), {X-1}]

I roll with gat-swingers, that bay arms tanktops
A bunch of problem bringers, that an ass bet ya wanna make bank stop
Guaranteed to make ya block hot, we the spots
We're tired of jizzle 'n rocks, we straight up in villains or jachts
Got the Big Apple on smash mobbs, we're livin' hell really?!
So we just vanish 'n rob, paper tellin' me we all from a leg docs(?)
So it, it's even get it get-got, so what?!
Bring it, I'm closin' now shut, I don't a FUCK about gettin' popped
Them thugs probably heard, these two guns is al lot!
my time to go, playa, I'm tryin' to go spittin' you
For the dolies, just press G-O
While shoot outs, for the glocks, on my way to gettin' drugs
Still ya, 3-60 pill, I was drugged up, in a sixth still SHITTIN' ya
Call it murder, besides TRY to here missin'
(Fuck Dat! Yo X -1 nigga!) {What
(Ya betta fuckin' do this nigga!) {What what, what, what?!}
(Fuck Dat! Nasty Niggas!
Fuckin' this streets! That niggas is dead!)

[X - 1, (Fredro Starr)]

All you niggaz, I don't even like your style
If it for love, you be dead right now
Speak the gun nor, X is layin' it down
two rounds, sprayin' ya town
Takin' dirt back the ground, be a man, take ya laws
Die with the course, six's bein' deep on the basic floors
(They hate shit nigga! What?!
Kick the our shit! Fuck Dat!)
Be a rock and see where you end up 'bout
Before my hart stops, kid I'm tryin' to see jacks
You better get dropped dog, just read the
Dig a gunshot, at least bringin' you back
I run in cold spots, or that for liquid cats
X critical source, with criminal thoughts, the physical laws
Your visual lost, X-million now, tripple the course
I your boss, what?!!

& Sticky Fingaz]

Fuck Dat! Afficial nigga!
Dat! Afficial Nast nigga!
Fuck Dat! Fuck Dat! Afficial nigga!
Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
up! Fuckin' All City!
Onyx!
Muthafuckin' Starr talkin' to you nigga!
Fuckin' nigga! What da fuck is up?!
Yo Sticky, wassup nigga?! Gangreen in muthafucka!
Smith 'n shit! Back da fuck up, everybody up!!
My nigga too up in this muthafucka! (Know what I'm sayin?!)
DJ LS, Afficial Nast nigga! any DJ,yo Fuck Dat! (Any DJ nigga! Afficial Nast!)
Word up, Fuck Dat! don't know! My muthafuckin' broher is sayin', Fuck Dat!
Big Chris, Dat! Niggaz ain't seein' shit! Afficial Nast! Yo eat 'em up!
Get da fuck up here! (*Car rushin' away*)