🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fuck You - 50 Cent

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