Luyện nghe bài hát F&N

808
around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it
ATL Jacob, ATL

Redbone bitch, yeah, Hi-Tech, yeah
How do I dress? Yeah, my flesh, yeah
Soon as I up, put my doors up
Go'n head, pour up, roll a few O's up, go
by four, that tall shit, let's go
I in the spot on a tall bitch, let's go
I told 'em to get out and bag that, go
I'm Lucas and Mad Max, let's go
I'm high yesterday
Put 'em on bean, yeah, put 'em on all the schemes,
Put 'em on lean, yeah, they whippin' them new machines,
By any means, yeah, we gotta out the scene, yeah
I took an AK to a dinner date
I just put some VVs in a Richard
And the presidential is a
Hit 'em with chopper first, Ray J

I'm a well known nuisance and my bad
Pop one Perc', then you lean like
Skeleton AP, a wristband
All niggas shaky, might as well dance
I don't trust him, we gon' dust him, that's some
Big foreign truck, it's lift up an avalanche
teach you how to finesse for some big bands
I got so white bitches, Ku Klux Klan
I come with the pharmacy, come with the yopper, no me, no, no
Put a lil' hit on head,
they comin' to get you, they slicin' your
Put a lil' bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, wipin' her
M.O.H., over hoes
I got H in front of the lil' boat
Got dog and it's for the low
I'm thoroughbred standin' at the store
In threads, head to the floor
I know talkin' shit 'cause they some hoes
You know them FN bullets go through
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I was too high for the
You beat a body, get a
We don't entertain no
I'm certified my dodie
They would catch hell woadie
Got a bigger for the dodie
I met friends in Dolce
We done met and chopped it up on cool shit, uh
Only time my slime talk murder's on the ships, uh
Got that cutter and longer than a pool stick, uh
Straight face, no dates, I'm a
I ain't even gotta my dawgs to keep one in the chamber
to take it off your shoulder, frustration and anger
Yeah, they get it, approach us, fuck bein' famous
as I got my...
go

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These bullets, they be goin' through
Drop low, get on the floor
Young nigga, they gon' 'head and your nose
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