Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

One two one two
One two one two
This one right here goes out to all the fake thugs out
yeah uh huh

Yo when you say you thuggin it matter
It goes into my mind as just chatter
You may say I have a ego or maybe three
But none of that tough luck I take
It goes in one ear and out the other
that fake thug shit? brotha
I don't to brag, never never hate
You ain't got the that it takes to stop this
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha sucker you
I put inside, you know who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate when one, to analyze
get your hands tied
Thrown over a boat, don't know you was thinking
That dream is over, body sinking

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you out there, who don't got it,
to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
See that, Brooklyn get to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
You know we tired and you shoot to
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny niggas y'all

[Puff
You got it (that's right)
Everybody the floor when the shit drops
shit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all night
We don't stop, niggas the heat was gone
But I'm back to do it again, lead up
BAD BOY, we turn into the of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can have that
I just wanna get a with the baddest bitch
Models and actresses, that
Bottles, that shit
Get, nice as fuck, when the lights is up
Tear it down the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's nice as hell
Shit, if I don't write it I it well
Locked the flow, so tight you got to
I'm tight my glock and my dough

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
How many we tear it down and shoot to shit now,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get shoot to
bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
Don't fuck with me you won't get shoot to
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

[Puff
ladies, get up
Bounce tits up
Be happy Brooklyn shoot this shit up
Cause I see some tonight
That I give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You might catch a flight if you playing me
But if you whack there you gettin cab
Yo, I'm more for drama little clap clap
I mean I ain't Ghandi of this whole rap
But you see what I'm rappin with there?
All I is a minute to get back to the lair
Back it is let's trap the deal, where
Cease is a few of his pieces
That's how we is, side and divide
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the road
And you come back no more no more no more
No

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it
You ain't touched fuck shoot to shit
Fuck you you and you you, you and you
We with Bad Boy don't shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you know I want, and what I bring
Yo New York don't shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

to fade

P Diddy gonna to shit