Luyện nghe bài hát Fck Em

(Ft. 2 & Wale)

1: Rick Ross]
C-note after c-note, put the remix on my
Thought I wouldnt make it, now Im winning Timothy
quarter, Im back, fourth quarter, in fact
Fourth quarter, thats that, four in all black
I said boss and I meant that, advance, you that
Corvette so clean youll think Bruce Springsteen that
Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten
Dubai, I been there, but f-ck that, we in
up and inhale, I live next to Denzel
Alonzo, my cost three mil, this shit real
IPhone and iPad, in my gat
hand got ten bands, back pocket, four stacks
All I need is bad hoes, all niggas gon rat
Half these niggas now, they knocked it down, theyre going back
All I is Benzos, riding on Lorenzos
my money tenfold, make this my new ten-four

Fuck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
em, f-ck em, Im screaming f-ck em
F-ck all you
Watch me all these b! tches
I got different Rollies
And they all mint

Im screaming f-ck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
I got five Benzes
is my deposition
Im screaming, F-ck every
b! tch, Im big business
Im screaming em

[Verse 2: 2
Me gon hit my
Me gon hit my
What you about walking in the Gucci store and they salute?
Chain a coupe, coupe cost a crib
Riding with the chopper its my friend
This for real niggas only, I still bail Kobe
Got a sign in my that say, Foreign only
pouring, on mixtapes Im touring
See my shit that fire shit, and yo boring
2 Chainz smoking loud its a newborn
Dad wasnt around, my father figure was Too
New Porsche deuced up, two cups got in it
Two forks, two pipes, I whip it both-handed
My is bow-legged, just do it like Bo Jackson
Every beat Im toe-tagging, big as a Volkswagon
Money got me sagging, it really matter
I run circles these niggas world like Saturn

Fuck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
F-ck em, f-ck em, Im f-ck em
F-ck all you
Watch me f-ck all b! tches
I got eight different
And they all condition

Im screaming f-ck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
Fuck em, em, Im screaming f-ck em
I got five Benzes
is my deposition
Im screaming, F-ck witness
b! tch, Im big business
Im screaming em

3: Wale]
Black Foamposites, its like we on outer shit
Riding five deep and Im as dirty as congressmen
Sixty-two, without no tint, mission roof of my new
Ironic sense, my drive increased, my see the profit
Yeah, word, f-ck you niggas, pay me
Smoke that Mark strong
aint no basic smoke
Shout-out to your lady, a.k.a. MMG ho
Tell ass the way to go before I show her where to go
No Canseco, and Im switching at one six oh
A nigga trees fine, a siren!
Woop woop, nah, thats just
And you cute, shorty, get low
On the low, talk that jazz
Jungle for the night
Horny or white, thats

Fuck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
F-ck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
F-ck all you
Watch me all these b! tches
I got different Rollies
And all mint condition

Im screaming f-ck em, em, Im screaming f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, Im screaming em
I got five Benzes
is my deposition
Im screaming, F-ck every
b! tch, Im big business
Im f-ck em