Luyện nghe bài hát 380 on That Ass

(prodeje)
Go on, remember that shit you was off
to my motherfuckin nine

(spice-1)
Yeah I that old shit

(prodeje)
So are you gonna kick of that shit on your new album or what?

(spice-1)
Yeah, I'm gonna kick of that shit
But ah, I don't even fuck with the nine no more half

(prodeje)
Man you know the nina is the shit?

(spice-1)
Motherfucker, one is like a murderer
P-e-a-c-e to my motherfuckin servin ya
I don't give a fuck who you are
Want an bullet you can call me shootin star, nigga
I'm makin the murda to kick you in your ass a bit
380 up on that ass come and test me bitch
You don't who the fuck you're steppin to my nigga row
I'll a cap and leave that ass dead by the do'
My chrome is shining like new and it's kinda funny
I keep one bullet up in the chamber (? ? ? ? )
Five and a piggy dumb, dumb bullets to his tip
Thinkin 187 proof come take a sip
I'm sick, as fuck do a drive-by in a black hearse
And leave yo in the street for homicide I 380 burst
187 on an p-i-g
better duck when they see the chrome 3-ad
I'm thin as see I'm suicidal I give a fuck
So if my face wrinkle up duck
I rush a bust a bigger hole in his ass
Cause hollow tip will fight a hoe when I blast
The bullet fucked ya when I bucked ya it was death
187,000 g motherfucker
The tried to flip and unload the clip, I did the gangsta shit

(chorus: spice-1)
380 on that ass
at 380 (everybody duck)
Niggas look
at 380 (everybody duck)
N-niggas look

(spice-1)
Me hit the with my 3-ad
Them niggas lookin kinda shady
owe me money and they better pay me
My will fuck up ya posse with the s-c-c
380 talkin to me tellin me blow a nigga
So listen to the echo of the clap
Hit the motherfuckin and my niggas
My motherfuckin niggas with they fingers on the
So now I smob and p-p-p-pop, pop
And buck with that 380 a motherfucker drop
It's in my car boy it on a under-tip
I used to kill a motherfucker for his grip
I let my cousin use the to jack the dana-danes
A with jackin nigga left the bloodstain
On the seat of the car he thought I was a
Said I was a studio gangsta so I his jaw

(chorus: spice-1)
380 on ass bitch
at 380 (everybody duck)
Niggas look
at 380 (everybody duck)
N-niggas look
at 380 (everybody duck)
Niggas look
at 380 (everybody duck)
N-niggas look

(prodeje)
So why you quit with the nine?

(spice-1)
I got love for nina g but she won't fit in my top

(havikk)
Don't you know that nigga prod and hav fuck the nine and the 380?

(havoc)
I blow a niggas ass to that's why I bust so deep
I a fuckin 3-8-0 up in my motherfuckin sleep
split your skull and mail your brains to your mama fool
380 motherfuckers in a blood pool
So chase skill better yet nigga run and hide
I do a nigga on the when I hoop ride
So nigga smilin eat the from the a-t-v
Or many yet build the down with the faculty

(havikk)
I'm ready to kill a nigga, quick I'm ready to a nigga
187 to heaven when I drill a nigga
Then kill a daisy with the pistol grippin
ass is trippin because the nina gave that ass a whippin
The way yard six feet digger
Loced out the nine makin that ass shiver
The murders watch quickly up
Buck, buck, block, block, bang, boom, niggas over

(prodeje)
I'll grab your heart and the motherfucker till it bursts
And tie your corpse to the bumper of my homies
I pack a but yo I'm down to pack a 3-8-0
And pump some motherfuckin up in yo' anus hole
So punk ? look up? cause the is strapped
And leave your pole sating in your fuckin lap

(havikk)
The cartel is for the killers the piece rhymester giggy cap peelers
The giddily faculty the prodeje the killers be the smokin nigga quicker
380's on that nigga

(chorus: spice-1)
at 380
Niggas crazy (everybody duck)
at 380
N-niggas look (everybody duck)
at 380
N-niggas crazy (everybody duck)
at 380
N-niggas crazy (everybody duck)