🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fuck You - 50 Cent

 [Chorus: scratching]
 Pain In  Ass "Fuck You" [3x]
 Styles "I  give a fuck" [3x]
 Styles "I don't  a fuck who you are"
 Pain In The Ass " Fuck 
 Nas "Niggaz is this  that"
 Big Pun "I'm even,  better than before"
 Styles "I don't  a fuck who you are"
  In Da Ass "Fuck you"
 Nas  is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best"
 Styles "I  give a fuck who you are"
 Pain In  Ass "Fuck you"
 Nas "Niggaz is  and that"
 Big Pun  even, even better than before"
 Styles "I don't give  fuck who you are"
 Nas "Niggaz is this and that,  just, I'm just, I'm just the best"
 
 [Verse]
 Either I'm trippin'  the ecstasy
 Or I could feel the  turnin'
 I'm  flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin'
 Comin' up, I was  never back down
 That's why I act the way I act now,  the mac down
 32 shots, squeeze til there  a shell left
 Come with my gun  you can smell death
 They get the first  I get the last laugh homie
 Hit the  on it, pull up and mash on 'em
 There's a lot of talk in the streets about 
 Niggaz  ain't nothing sweet about me
 Get back to questions, like "50, who shot 
 You think it  Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?"
 Nigga, street shit should stay  the street
  keep it on the low
 But everybody who's somebody already 
 A few words for any nigga that  hit the fuck up
 My  if you get shot down, is get the fuck up
 LET'S GO
 
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 [Verse]
 Maaaaaaaaan
 I told niggaz not to fuck with  they still push me
 Figured they'd get away with it cause  and Poke pussy
 I been gone through static, shot at with 
  90, when Nas came out with "Illmatic"
 If Suge was home, Death Row would be good  me
 Cause Tommy Matola ain't shootin out in the  wit me
 I've been shot  times my nigga that's why I walk funny
 Hit in the jaw once, why I talk 
 With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with  care
 Think my grandma's prayers the only reason  here
 My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep  neck icy
 That's why you  like me, so I'm a heavyweight
 How dare these  take me lightly?
 I ain't come to  friends and niggaz aint gotta like me
 My own homie  "50, you done lost yo' mind"
 Cause I shootout in broad day, run and  my nine
 
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 [Verse]
 Can't find  nigga in the hood, that say "50 ain't hot"
 When I drop, I'm  like Eminem and Kid Rock
 Play the block, with the watch  rocked the fuck up
 Jukes me, A week later  be shot the fuck up
 Born a healthy baby, I wasn't always 
  aint how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me
  D's call me by my government name
 I be dumb and shoot  parks
 Have niggaz runnin'  "Jesus Comin'"
 There's wet pillows in prison, niggaz cry in  dark
 Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would  they heart
 So when they come home, the come 
 Walking that  walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
 Talk'll get you shot  New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT
 Sex,  murder, I gotta eat
 But I aint tryin do +Hard Time+ like  P+
 See, niggaz uptown understand me in  street
 You  uptown'll "Stan" me in the street
 Ha-ha
 
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