Luyện nghe bài hát My Fo Fo

Yeah do it, yeah, I love hip hop
I love this motherfuckin' hip hop
This nigga here is a nigga, man
Stay in motherfuckin' lane, nigga
You with a Don, nigga, Crack, follow me

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest you ever seen?
Curtis, Curtis
How come you can ever be seen?

(Once I got you, I'ma you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
I'ma give it to you, baby, and slow

Fifty, you gon' end up dead when you fuckin' with
about you gon' pop off, where the fuck you be at?
Cook, I see MJ in the hood more Curtis
Matter fact, this shit is making niggaz nervous

It's gonna be families grieving every service
End up with your head popped off, thanks to
But he don't care, he locked up in the house an' shit
Steroid up and he won't about that bitch

Is it me or 'Candy Shop' sound like 'Magic
In the video, this Fifty 'bout to strip
Shakin' his ass, the fuck is wrong with this nigga?
Fifty, make me

Oh yeah, you got niggaz on your team
And they're not Southside, Jamaica, Queens
They're the in blue, I'm just speakin' the truth
Now we all see the bitch in you, follow me,

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you ever
Curtis, Curtis
How you can never ever be seen?

(Once I got you, I'ma you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
I'ma give it to you, baby, and slow

Now, take it back to the Vibe awards
Where that nigga and then snuffed your boss
ago, all I heard was G-G-G-Unit
Fifty niggaz ran and didn't even do shit

That's a shame, I was right in the front
for you niggaz to dump
Where all thug and them Teflon vests-es?
We them Terror Squad boys, you know not to test us

'Hate it or It,' The Game's on top
Now you jealous of him, your shit gon' stop?
You 'CB4,' youse a bitch nigga 'Straight Locash'
L.A. don't believe him, nigga is so ass

You dissed 'Lean Back,' my shit was a dud
Now tell me have you seen 'em up in the club?
Nope, nope, no that's right
You singin' more than you rappin' now Fifty that right

Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you ever
Curtis, Curtis
How you can never ever be seen?

(Once I got you, I'ma you my)
My, my fo fo fo fo fo
My, my fo fo fo fo fo, my, my fo fo fo fo fo
I'ma it to you, baby, nice and slow

New York, I know what thinkin', man
Y'all thinkin' gon' slay him lyrically
nigga be crazy for dissin'
Fat Joe man, he crazy though

This be walkin' around with
cops talkin' shit on records
Never comin' out his
Feel he can't get touched, man

I one time, one time only
It ain't be no more songs from me, man
And this for all the
Who Crack man

Trust me, nigga could response ten thousand
I ain't talkin' to that nigga
The one thing I promise you

If I want get you I'm get you
And it, man, it's Crack, bitch
It's gon' be a real summer, man