🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fuck You - 50 Cent

 [Chorus: scratching]
 Pain In  Ass "Fuck You" [3x]
 Styles "I don't give  fuck" [3x]
 Styles "I don't give a  who you are"
 Pain In The Ass " Fuck 
 Nas "Niggaz is  and that"
 Big Pun  even, even better than before"
 Styles "I don't give a fuck  you are"
  In Da Ass "Fuck you"
 Nas "Niggaz is this and that,  just, I'm just, I'm just the best"
 Styles "I don't give a fuck who  are"
 Pain In Da Ass "Fuck 
 Nas "Niggaz is this  that"
 Big Pun "I'm even, even better than 
 Styles "I don't give a fuck who you 
 Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the 
 
 [Verse]
 Either  trippin' off the ecstasy
 Or I could  the world turnin'
 I'm havin' flashbacks,  can feel the shells burnin'
 Comin'  I was taught never back down
 That's why I act the way I act  hold the mac down
 32 shots, squeeze  there ain't a shell left
 Come with my gun smokin',  can smell death
  get the first laugh, I get the last laugh homie
 Hit  gas on it, pull up and mash on 'em
 There's a lot of talk in the streets  me
 Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet  me
 Get back to questions, like "50,  shot ya?...
 You think it  Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?"
 Nigga, street shit  stay in the street
 So, keep it on  low
 But  who's somebody already know
 A  words for any nigga that get hit the fuck up
 My  if you get shot down, is get the fuck up
 LET'S GO
 
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 [Verse]
 Maaaaaaaaan
 I told niggaz not to fuck  me they still push me
 Figured they'd  away with it cause Tone and Poke pussy
 I been gone through static, shot at  automatics
 Since 90, when Nas  out with "Illmatic"
 If Suge was home, Death Row would  good for me
 Cause Tommy Matola ain't shootin out in the  wit me
 I've been shot 9 times my nigga  why I walk funny
  in the jaw once, why I talk funny
 With a Ruger on my  I walk the street with no care
 Think my grandma's  the only reason I'm here
 My wrist icy, keep  ears icy, keep my neck icy
 That's  you bitch like me, so I'm a heavyweight
 How dare these niggaz  me lightly?
  ain't come to make friends and niggaz aint gotta like me
 My  homie said "50, you done lost yo' mind"
 Cause  shootout in broad day, run and toss my nine
 
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 [Verse]
 Can't find a nigga in the hood, that  "50 ain't hot"
 When I drop, I'm sound like Eminem  Kid Rock
 Play the  with the watch all rocked the fuck up
 Jukes me, A week later  be shot the fuck up
 Born a healthy baby, I wasn't always 
 This aint how moma  me, this how the hood made me
 The D's call  by my government name
 I be dumb  shoot up parks
 Have niggaz  like "Jesus Comin'"
 There's wet pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the 
 Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would  they heart
 So when they come home, the come 
 Walking that  walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
 Talk'll get  shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT
 Sex, money, murder, I gotta 
 But I aint tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol 
 See,  uptown understand me in the street
 You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me in the 
 Ha-ha
 
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