Luyện nghe bài hát Act A Fool

Drop 2 Fast, drop 2
I'm too fast for y'all,
2 Fast, drop 2 Furious
Oh, I'm too fast for y'all,

Ah, you just came home doin' a bid
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Somebody in and cleaned out your crib
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
Just bought a new and they scuffed your shoes
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Now, them cops tryna throw you in them county
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool

Talkin' gats, traps, cops and robbers
It's 911, call the doctor
Evacuate the and trick the pigs
everybody wanna piece, we gon' split ya wigs
See, some fools slipped up and stepped they boundaries
You to catch a cold, stay the fuck around me
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout kinda shit he on
You disappear like, poof, be gone

You think twelve gon' catch me, a break
I'm with the hide-away license plate
It they wanna finger print me and gimme some years
They'll only get one finger while I'm gears
I got suede on my roof, wood on the dash
skin on the rug, 'Golden Grain' in the stash
Hydraulics all around so I shake the
We go front, and side to side

Some punk just tripped up and you spill your drink
me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool
Now, your car just stopped on a tank
Boy, whatcha do? Act a fool
If you got late bills and you your job
Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a
If you about to get drunk and you to mob
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a

Let's take it to the streets 'cuz I'm to cruise
Just bought me and my cars all some new shoes
And the people stare so I love to park it
And I just put a computer in the compartment
With the petal to the floor, radar in the
TV in the of my steering wheel
It's my car's birthday so we them candle
More in the trunk than my ride can handle

Got my name in the headrest, read it and
Nos tank in the back, hair on the seat
And when I up to the club, I get all the affection
the women love the paint and they can see their reflection
I'm about to off, so F what ya heard
my side mirrors flap like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon' one and we'll pop one
'Cuz my folk ridin' with a shotgun

You got hustled for a wad of cash
Man, whatcha gon' do? Act a
Now, your friends just smoked up your brand new
Say gon' do? Act a fool
Now them gulls up the block runnin' they mouth
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a
If anybody bad about the Dirty South
Tell me what I'm do? Act a fool

I got my eyes wide and my trunk wide open
Did donuts last week and the streets' smoking
See, I'm off that anti freeze and my car is
Off the off doin' about a hundred and fifty
through East Pernium, on way to Ben Heel
Slide a five to the to clean my windshield
Got the crew ridin' and we startin' shit
I even got a hitch with the barbecue pit

And now, all you wanna do is get drunk and
Plus, your new name is Fire we stomped you out
And yeah, we blow trees and that's fantastic
So gulls, hold ya weave while I'm through traffic
I kicked to gear and teared the road apart
You'll be like Lil' Q and get a 'Change of Heart'
It's one mission, two clips and triple beams
I'm about to this whole shit up to smithereens

The pot holes in the street just bentcha
Tell me whatcha do? Act a fool
Man, that ain't sticky, sticks and steams
Boy, gon' do? Act a fool
Catch ya man another bitch up in ya bed
Ladies, whatcha gon' do? Act a
If the bottles all gone and your are red
Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a

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