Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

One two one two
One two one two
This one right goes out to all the fake thugs out there
yeah uh huh

Yo when you say you thuggin it doesn
It goes into my mind as just chatter
You may say I have a ego or just maybe
But of that tough luck I take seriously
It goes in one ear and right out the
Heard that fake shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never never
You ain't got the bank that it takes to this
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha sucker you
I put inside, you know who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate one, attempts to analyze
Franchise get your hands
Thrown over a boat, don't what you was thinking
dream is over, your body sinking

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
See that, Brooklyn get to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and I bring
You know we tired and you to shit
You want smash the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

[Puff
You got it (that's right)
Everybody hits the floor when the shit
shit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all long
We stop, niggas thought the heat was gone
But I'm back to do it again, lead up
BAD BOY, we turn the scene of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can have that
I just wanna get a with the baddest bitch
and actresses, that swallow
Bottles, that magnum
Get, nice as fuck, leave when the is up
Tear it when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin nice as
Shit, if I write it I recite it well
Locked the flow, so tight you got to
I'm with my glock and my dough

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
How many times we it down and shoot to shit now,
Yo you you and you you, fuck you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get to shit
bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
Don't fuck with me you get shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, to y'all
With funny after y'all

Daddy]
ladies, get up
Bounce your up
Be happy Brooklyn shoot this shit up
I see some ladies tonight
That I give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You might catch a flight if you playing me
But if you whack there you cab fare
Yo, I'm for drama little clap clap there
I mean I Ghandi of this whole rap gear
But you see what I'm rappin with there?
All I is a minute to get back to the lair
Back it is let's trap the deal, where
is with a few of his pieces
That's how we is, east side and
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the road
And don't you come back no more no more no
No

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you out there, who don't got it
You ain't fuck don't shoot to shit
you you and you you, fuck you and you
We with Bad Boy don't to shit
bitch, you know what I want, and what I bring
Yo New York city don't shoot to
You want hardcore smash the
Back, and back, back to
With niggas after y'all

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P Diddy gonna shoot to