Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puff

One two one two
One two one two
This one right here goes out to all the fake out there
Yeah uh huh

Yo when you say you it doesn matter
It goes my mind as just chit chatter
You may say I have a ego or maybe three
But none of that tough luck I take
It in one ear and right out the other
that fake thug shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never hate
You got the bank that it takes to stop this
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha you missed
I put inside, you know who I am
P-U-2-F, to the U.S.
And I hate when one, attempts to
get your hands tied
Thrown over a boat, don't what you was thinking
That dream is over, your 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 shoot to
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and I bring
You know we tired and you to shit
You hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, back to
With funny niggas y'all

[Puff
You got it (that's right)
Everybody hits the floor when the drops
This shit knocked, bitch (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all long
We don't stop, niggas thought the was gone
But I'm back to do it again, lead up
BAD BOY, we turn into the scene of the
I'm accurate, damn you can have shit
I just get a slide with the baddest bitch
Models and actresses, that
Bottles, magnum shit
Get, nice as fuck, when the lights is up
it down when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's nice as hell
Shit, if I don't write it I recite it
the flow, so tight you got to know
I'm with my glock and my dough

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who got it,
How times we tear it down and shoot to shit now,
Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you
Yo in you'd get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you what I want and what I bring
fuck with me you won't get shoot to shit
You want hardcore the walls
Back, and back, to y'all
With niggas after y'all

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

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

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P Diddy shoot to shit