🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fuck You - 50 Cent

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