เนื้อเพลง F*ck Em - Yo Gotti

[Hook:]
Label told me not to drop a tape, f*ck 'em
P.O. told me not to leave the state, f*ck 'em
F*ck 'em
F*ck 'em

[Verse 1:]
Young n*gga, you got it now, you're doin' fine
Your dawg down, front him an ounce, I can see you tryin'
I respect your grind
252, I respect the 9
And I know 9 n*ggas jailin', 3 of them tellin'
I got 9 n*ggas with me, 8 of them are felons
9 fresh off the slab
Tell 'em f*ck it, gon' front you the whole half
P*ssy cat n*ggas, they got 9 lives
So I'm a try to kill 'em 9 times
Shout out to n*ggas on the block and the b*tches in beauty shops
With rollers in their head, their n*ggas off in the fed
Collectin' every calls, send pictures and writin' letters
And makin' every visit, y'all the realest b*tches ever, 100, 100

[Interlude:]
See n*ggas don't get it, my n*gga, like, n*ggas talkin' 'bout they want a bad b*tch, say a street n*gga need a real b*tch, you know what I'm sayin'? Ho you gon' go through somethin', n*gga took you on 9 trips to 9 countries, ran through 9 hundred thou. And a n*gga locked up for 9 days and a b*tch gone. Damn

[Verse 2:]
These b*tches temporary, my hustle necessary
One thing about me in a whole, I ain't ever weary
99 problems, 1 issue them folks'll lend you
You own the court and you ball and them feds'll come and get you
Forreal, indite you, 25 life you, forreal
My homie told me not to cross the plug, but f*ck him
We're down bad, I told him what it was, so f*ck it
F*ck 'em
F*ck 'em
My album drop, it may not sell a record, but f*ck it
Kill a n*gga, make them hoes respect it, f*ck it
F*ck it
F*ck it