เนื้อเพลง F.U.N. - The Game
เนื้อเพลง F.U.N.
All I do is get drunk and high
I be f*cking n*gga's b*tches and they be mad as f*ck
They be like
[Hook:]
Man f*ck you n*ggas
I rob you n*ggas
I kill you n*ggas
Cause I don't feel you n*ggas
I said f*ck you n*ggas
I rob you n*ggas
Don't make me kill you n*ggas
No I don't feel you n*ggas
Man f*ck you n*ggas
I told n*ggas in '05 I don;t f*ck with Maybachs
You wanna hate up, come outisde, just f*ckin' say that
Two things I learned, n*gga gotta stayed strapped
And n*ggas ain't goin' down without a Dr. Dre track
Black boy fly, n*ggas watch me grew
N*ggas studies my beefs and couldn't stomp my flow
(Cause I'm dangerous)
N*ggas think they f*cking with me
(Stop smoking angel dust)
N*ggas think they smoking on this chronic
(The same as us)
Come within (range of us)
Bullets (your brains are bust)
Ministers get shot, two of these n*ggas (came to us)
You broke your rent doing your b*tch want me
I'm off this OG kush and you the lil' homie
N*gga wanna borrow some weed, I got a lil' homie
Watch how I'm driving, can't let the double cup spill on me
Same block and stop snitchin', mother f*ckers still one me
G-Unit had a reunion
[Hook]
That's on Compton, you looked in the closet with a monster
I eat you alive (man f*ck you n*ggas)
It feel like Tommy Hilfiger, f*ck n*ggas I say it again
(Man f*ck you n*ggas)
I feel lke Remy Ma when she got out of the jail
Look back at the prison like (man f*ck you n*ggas)
And this time I'm going for the gusto
R.I.P. Justo, will I fall off? F*ck no
California mind n*gga, pull it like a truck boat
These crips, these bloods, these eses, they playin' cut throat
You a fish out of water, every MC gets slaughtered
If you ain't Nas, Eminem or f*ckin' S dot Carter
I tie up your wife, pull out my d*ck jack it off, kiss the knife
Before I cut her, take my jacket off, f*ck her then hit the lights
Rub it in there like Detroit streets, with pictures of me
F*ck her till cops come, then I'm bustin' like
[Hook]