Luyện nghe bài hát 380 on That Ass

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

(spice-1)
Yeah I that old shit

(prodeje)
So are you kick some of that 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 the nina is the shit?

(spice-1)
Motherfucker, one e-c-i-p-s is like a
to my motherfuckin nine servin ya
Cause I give a fuck who you are
Want an bullet you can call me shootin star, nigga
I'm makin the shit to kick you in your ass a bit
380 puckin up on that ass come and 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 keep one bullet up in the chamber (? ? ? ? )
and a piggy dumb, dumb bullets to his hollow tip
Thinkin 187 proof nigga take a sip
I'm sick, as fuck I'll do a drive-by in a black
And leave yo in the street for homicide I 380 burst
187 on an p-i-g
They better duck when see the chrome 3-ad
I'm thin as see I'm I don't give a fuck
So if my face wrinkle up everybody
I a nigga bust a bigger hole in his ass
Cause tip will fight a booty hoe when I blast
The bullet fucked ya when I bucked ya it was instant
187,000 g motherfucker
The nigga tried to and unload the clip, I did the gangsta shit

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

(spice-1)
Me hit the block with my
Them niggas ballin lookin kinda
They owe me money and they pay me
My shit will fuck up ya with the s-c-c
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 with they fingers on the triggers
So now I gotta and p-p-p-pop, pop
And buck that 380 until a motherfucker drop
in my car boy slammed it on a under-tip
I used to kill a motherfucker for his blunted
I let my use the shit to jack the dana-danes
A g-t-a with jackin nigga left the
On the seat of the car he I was a star
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 crazy
at 380 (everybody duck)
Niggas look
at 380 (everybody duck)
N-niggas crazy

(prodeje)
So why you quit fuckin with the

(spice-1)
I got love for nina g but she fit in my motherfuckin top

(havikk)
Don't you know that nigga 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 your brains to your mama fool
380 leavin motherfuckers in a pool
So your skill better yet nigga run and hide
I do a nigga on the slide when I ride
So nigga smilin eat the shells the a-t-v
Or many yet build the caps down the faculty

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

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

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

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