Luyện nghe bài hát 380 on That Ass

(prodeje)
Go on, that shit you was kickin off
Peace to my motherfuckin

(spice-1)
I remember that old shit

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

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

(prodeje)
Man don't you know the is the shit?

(spice-1)
Motherfucker, one is like a murderer
P-e-a-c-e to my nine servin ya
Cause I give a fuck who you are
Want an autograph you can call me shootin star, nigga
I'm makin the murda shit to you in your ass a bit
380 puckin up on ass come and test me bitch
You don't who the fuck you're steppin to my nigga row
I'll bust a cap and that ass dead by the do'
My chrome is like new money and it's kinda funny
I one bullet up in the chamber (? ? ? ? ) sunny
Five and a piggy dumb, dumb to his hollow tip
Thinkin 187 proof nigga come a sip
I'm sick, as fuck I'll do a drive-by in a hearse
And leave yo in the street for homicide I think 380
187 on an undercover
They duck when they see the chrome 3-ad
I'm thin as see I'm I don't 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 booty hoe I blast
The bullet fucked ya when I bucked ya it was instant
187,000 g motherfucker
The nigga tried to flip and unload the clip, I did the gangsta

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

(spice-1)
Me hit the block with my
niggas ballin lookin kinda shady
They owe me money and they pay me
My shit will fuck up ya posse with the
380 talkin to me me blow a nigga back
So listen closely to the of the clap
Hit the blocks and my niggas
My motherfuckin niggas with they on the triggers
So now I gotta and p-p-p-pop, pop
And buck with 380 until a motherfucker drop
It's in my car boy it on a under-tip
I to kill a motherfucker for his blunted grip
I let my cousin use the to jack the dana-danes
A g-t-a with nigga left the bloodstain
On the seat of the car he thought I was a
I was a studio gangsta so I shot his jaw

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

(prodeje)
So why you quit fuckin the nine?

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

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

(havoc)
I blow a niggas ass to hell that's why I bust so
I pack a 3-8-0 up in my motherfuckin sleep
I'll split your skull and mail your brains to mama fool
380 leavin motherfuckers in a blood
So your skill better yet nigga run and hide
I do a nigga on the slide I hoop ride
So nigga smilin eat the shells from the
Or many yet build the caps down the faculty

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

(prodeje)
I'll grab your and squeeze the motherfucker till it bursts
And tie your corpse to the of my homies hearse
I a nine but yo I'm down to pack a 3-8-0
And pump some motherfuckin up in yo' anus hole
So punk ? look up? the s-p-i-c-e is strapped
And leave your brains pole sating in your lap

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

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