F ’Em All

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Joe Budden - Rap

F ’Em All

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[Intro] Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Every other city we go Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck these fuck niggas talkin' 'bout? It go [Verse 1] Fuck niggas mad at me for? I ain't done shit to y'all (Word) Just doin' me like y'all should Maybe that step got skipped to y'all Maybe this lifestyle ain't fit for y'all What this is for? Work so hard So your kids could ball when you go to the bank Make a big withdraw, it ain't shit to y'all Now, minions' opinions are venomous They know I'm infamous, nigga, I been in the hood Swimmin' in cinnamon women, my livin' conditions Of Benjamin spendin', I'm good Sweet success, I'm remindin' 'em of Always while they online in the club While I'm inside with some white girls prolly Gettin' drunk doin' lines in the club, what we talkin' 'bout? Made off like Madoff That shit they say be way off No days off, you laid off My car, my house both paid off She already know what it is Hop in my car, my house, I break her off Her blouse, her draws, she take 'em off My couch, get it hard then make it soft Got hawks for all that talkin' When we walk in, just stay clear of that See you when we see you We won't see you, you ain't where we at You got it weird My back turned but I hear Fully autos, I bear it So if it ain't God, I don't fear it [Chorus] (Fuck they gon say now?) Every other city we go (We go) It's all the same, it ain't nothin' new (Fuck they gon' say now?) These niggas run their mouth like these hoes How it goes (Fuck we talkin' 'bout?) Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all (Uh, uh) Fuck these fuck niggas talkin' 'bout? It go Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck these fuck niggas talkin' 'bout? [Verse 2] Now the streets steady watchin' All these bitches is fiendin' Guess they love my demeanor They love the way I be leanin' I used to pop a few xannies Blend it with promethazine, and I started out by my lonely And then I brought my whole team in Now every show it's sold out (Word) Fans just waitin' there, screamin' We made it come to fruition When we was broke and just dreamin' These hoes under-dressed to impress In every section, I be in I understand why they hate me I gave 'em plenty of reason, what we talkin' 'bout? Are we talkin' 'bout you? (Talkin' 'bout you?) Are we talkin' 'bout him? (Talkin' 'bout him?) Can't be talkin' 'bout me (Me, me) Must we talkin' 'bout them They talkin' 'bout us Like we neck and neck and I never knew You [?] she actually don't check for you She throw it back and I catch it too Y'all gossipin' juniors Keep my name in them rumors We don't let 'em consume us We go straight to consumers So if you mad, got wear it My back turned but I hear Fully autos, I bear it So if it ain't God, I don't fear it [Chorus] (Fuck they gon say now?) Every other city we go (We go) It's all the same, it ain't nothin' new (Fuck they gon' say now?) These niggas run their mouth like these hoes How it goes (Fuck we talkin' 'bout?) Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck these fuck niggas talkin' 'bout? It go Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck 'em all Fuck these fuck niggas talkin' 'bout?

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  • Ging
  • Dahi
  • Joe Budden