🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fuck You - 50 Cent

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