🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fuck You - 50 Cent

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