Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Dat

[Fredro

Yo! that shit up, word up!
Nasty Niggas...Fuck Dat!
Ya is dead-ass!
Know I'm sayin'?
We're payin' my niggaz ' All 'n shit!
up! Yo Mega, Fuck Dat!
Rip that Brooklyn nigga!

[J. Mega, (Fredro Starr)]

What? What? What? What? What?
My fleet goals, by da cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just 'em
We the states in this game, like helium
The new millenium, got me in mo' for 'em
Green backs, I a mil (of) 'em!
But minimum, strictly max out, the ol's put the black out
be frontin', we take the back rob
Now stay with style, original, wanna act wild?
puttin' cartracks out, as we stack now
We're nuthin' to match out,
See it clearly my corner-ya
This goes out to niggas on the corner, on ya
Rap performer, no diploma, I'm sippin' on Corona, keep my Coma
The East New Soldier, what?
(Fuck Dat! the All City shit!
Yo Valentine!)

[Greg Valentine, (Fredro Starr), Fingaz}]

Yo, the bees be like petrees(?)
You better had that bulletproof vest ya fleece
a clever sceam up ya slees, we has to say delease
Between the and the police, shit'll never be peace
Cause holiday, raise ya ya hourly rate
We for higher states, buyin' fire escapes
See this, life is like a 'roll it in dice'
Niggaz holdin' they ice, wild bust on a
Yo it's too often too hot, in this ghetto pot
Put out these ass niggas try to steel what I got
As if, ain't enough, for Jakes is ratin' the spot
Where we eat at, but tonight that's where they at
belone her with the flame, throwin' their rain, it's over
Prayed to Jehova, up, the game's over
(All what, All City what?! Fuck Dat!
Yo Sticky) {wassup nigga?}( Come nigga, Fuck Dat!
Let muthafuckaz know nigga!!!) {I want some NEW SHIT!}
(Afficial Nast! What?!!)

Fingaz, (Fredro Starr)]

Oh ooh, the thug come, from out the dungeon
Say goodbye to ya one, you can't heard from, the dumb dumb
Kickin' SHIT! I cut out ya tongue son! I'm in this rap shit for the LOVESONG!
Who can stage as soon as the blunt's YOU DON'T WANT NONE!
But regardless, WILDEST, you get da MILDEST!
I muthafuckin', murder, want charges!
You off getargets, any rap artist!
Still hate ya GUTS!, and that ya DIE!
If you're not Allah, then yo' ass FRIE!
Soon as is for a life, without no remorse
You up BIG TIME, you should've finished me off nigga!
(What?! Fuck Dat! Dat!
Afficial what up?!
Yo Lefty, I got a new for ya niggaz!
Yo Fuck Dat! up and shit....)

Smith, (Fredro Starr), {X-1}]

I roll with gat-swingers, that bay arms tanktops
A bunch of problem bringers, that an ass bet ya wanna make bank stop
Guaranteed to make ya hot, we runnin' the spots
We're tired of 'n rocks, we straight up fuckin' in villains or jachts
Got the Big Apple on smash like mobbs, we're hell really?!
So we just 'n rob, paper tellin' me we all dyin' from a leg docs(?)
So fuck it, it's get it get-got, so what?!
Bring it, I'm closin' now shut, I give a FUCK about gettin' popped
Them thugs probably heard, left two guns is al lot!
It's my time to go, playa, I'm tryin' to go you
For the dolies, niggaz just G-O
While shoot outs, reachin' for the glocks, on my way to drugs
spittin' ya, 3-60 pill, I was drugged up, in a sixth still SHITTIN' ya
Call it murder, anybody TRY to here missin'
(Fuck Dat! Yo X -1 nigga!) {What
(Ya betta fuckin' do this shit nigga!) what, what, what?!}
(Fuck Dat! Nasty Niggas!
Fuckin' this streets! That niggas is dead!)

[X - 1, (Fredro Starr)]

All you crack niggaz, I don't even like style
If it for love, you be dead right now
Speak the gun nor, X is layin' it down
Dirty two rounds, sprayin' ya
Takin' dirt back under the ground, be a man, take ya
Die with the sacred course, bein' deep on the basic floors
(They that shit nigga! What?!
Kick the our fuckin' shit! Dat!)
Be a rock and see where you end up 'bout
my hart stops, kid I'm tryin' to see some jacks
You better get dropped dog, read the facts
Dig a gunshot, at least about you back
I run in cold spots, or walk that for cats
X critical source, criminal thoughts, under the physical laws
Your visual lost, X-million now, nigga tripple the
I your boss, what?!!

& Sticky Fingaz]

Fuck Dat! Afficial nigga!
Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
Fuck Dat! Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
Fuck Dat! Nast nigga!
Word up! All City!
Onyx!
Muthafuckin' Fredro talkin' to you nigga!
Fuckin' Sonsee nigga! What da is up?!
Yo Sticky, wassup nigga?! Gangreen in muthafucka!
Bubba Smith 'n shit! da fuck up, everybody up!!
My too dirty up in this muthafucka! (Know what I'm sayin?!)
DJ LS, Nast nigga! Fuck any DJ,yo Fuck Dat! (Any DJ nigga! Afficial Nast!)
Word up, Fuck Dat! Niggaz know! My muthafuckin' broher is sayin', Fuck Dat!
Big Chris, Fuck Dat! Niggaz ain't seein' shit! Nast! Yo eat 'em up!
Get da fuck up outta here! (*Car away*)