🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fuck You - 50 Cent

 [Chorus: scratching]
 Pain In Da  "Fuck You" [3x]
 Styles "I don't give a  [3x]
 Styles "I don't give  fuck who you are"
 Pain In The Ass "  You"
 Nas "Niggaz  this and that"
 Big Pun "I'm even, even better than 
 Styles "I don't give  fuck who you are"
 Pain  Da Ass "Fuck you"
 Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the 
 Styles "I don't give a fuck who you 
 Pain In Da Ass  you"
 Nas  is this and that"
 Big Pun "I'm even,  better than before"
  "I don't give a fuck who you are"
 Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm  I'm just the best"
 
 [Verse]
 Either  trippin' off the ecstasy
 Or I could feel the  turnin'
 I'm  flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin'
 Comin' up, I was taught never  down
 That's why I act the way I act now,  the mac down
 32  squeeze til there ain't a shell left
 Come with my gun smokin', you  smell death
 They get the first laugh, I get  last laugh homie
 Hit the  on it, pull up and mash on 'em
 There's a lot  talk in the streets about me
 Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet about 
 Get back to questions,  "50, who shot ya?...
 You think it was  Freeze or Tah, Tah?"
 Nigga, street shit should stay  the street
 So,  it on the low
  everybody who's somebody already know
 A few words for any  that get hit the fuck up
 My advice if you  shot down, is get the fuck up
 LET'S GO
 
 [Chorus (Different 
 
 [Verse]
 Maaaaaaaaan
 I  niggaz not to fuck with me they still push me
 Figured they'd get away with  cause Tone and Poke pussy
 I been gone through static, shot at  automatics
 Since 90, when Nas came  with "Illmatic"
 If Suge was home, Death Row  be good for me
 Cause Tommy  ain't shootin out in the hood wit me
 I've been shot 9 times my nigga  why I walk funny
 Hit in the jaw once, why I talk 
 With a Ruger  my hip, I walk the street with no care
 Think  grandma's prayers the only reason I'm here
 My wrist icy, keep  ears icy, keep my neck icy
 That's why you bitch like me, so I'm  heavyweight
 How dare these  take me lightly?
 I  come to make friends and niggaz aint gotta like me
 My own homie said "50, you  lost yo' mind"
 Cause I shootout in  day, run and toss my nine
 
  (Different Variations)]
 
 [Verse]
 Can't find a nigga in the hood, that say "50 ain't 
 When I drop, I'm sound like  and Kid Rock
 Play the  with the watch all rocked the fuck up
 Jukes me, A week later y'all  shot the fuck up
 Born  healthy baby, I wasn't always crazy
 This  how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me
 The D's call  by my government name
  be dumb and shoot up parks
 Have niggaz runnin' like "Jesus 
 There's  pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark
 Cause if they did in the day, niggaz  question they heart
  when they come home, the come home
  that tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
 Talk'll get you shot in  York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT
 Sex, money,  I gotta eat
 But I aint tryin do +Hard Time+ like  P+
 See, niggaz uptown  me in the street
 You niggaz uptown'll "Stan"  in the street
 Ha-ha
 
 [Chorus  Variations)]