Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

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

Yo when you say you thuggin it matter
It goes into my mind as just chit
You may say I a ego or just maybe three
But of that tough luck I take seriously
It goes in one ear and out the other
that fake thug shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never hate
You ain't got the bank that it takes to stop
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha you missed
I put feelings inside, you who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate when one, attempts to
Franchise get hands tied
over a boat, don't know what you was thinking
That is over, your body sinking

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

[Puff
You got it (that's right)
Everybody hits the floor the shit drops
This knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all long
We stop, niggas thought the heat was gone
But I'm back to do it again, up rhymes
BAD BOY, we into the scene of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can have that
I just wanna get a slide with the baddest
Models and actresses, swallow
Bottles, that magnum
Get, as fuck, leave when the lights is up
Tear it when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin nice as
Shit, if I write it I recite it well
the flow, so tight you got to know
I'm tight with my glock and my

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

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

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

to fade

P Diddy gonna to shit