Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Reasons

You wish you could bear me black
D12 back
No planning
Def methods, we got a hand in
Whoever run this
You get a knee cap
Make the get sick
And your fam
You a fan of rap
My clan
Your school, home, bitch house
Pull my nine
You gon' die your fist out
I'm him an his
over with
Venom is
spit
Drunken dialect agressive
bitch
My bionic fires demonish
is tainted chronic
Impossible to down like vomit
I palm it
You stay to it
Like that's Islamic
I enter your like a comet
The new god of rap
Call me Thor
Snap back
When I slap your ass in a four
From miles around they can feel lethal
I make hardcore like Wu Tang
Look like the Village (fags)
No
The let the senistal
your mind state and kill your inner child

It's been a
Since you bitch niggas of me
'cause the six months
I doing R'n'B
But now I'm on sick shit
Niggas duck quick
You don't who you're fucking with
I'll you niggas breathless
Seeing me and Bugz rolling in the blue
You a bitch, to shoot like Lindsay Hunter
Don't need to be a
'cause I'm just to
I'll probably my kids
Like flowers in the
Fuck anorexic neglects it
Fuck a
I'm doing on __ BMX's

I know a who said she's prio
And her is a Leo
Bugzy fucked her in a
And then she me to my P.O.
rollin' ceelo
I'm down to a
Lost a g' dice at that punk ass casino
But fuck it (shit) when times get bad
See me and drag the mags
On fags (bitch)
I shoot
Bitch you got the
And hurry up it
I'm to catch this prostitute (I got ten)

I'm the nigga that ya
Spit hot at ya
Rip Nautica
Saw you backstage and at ya
And kill
You can go on
And your group name 25 times in one song
I'll still about you
Hip hop is better off you
Blowing niggas they bathrobes
And house shoes
For the of it
I fuck Elliott
give a fuck if her belly gets
In my way, I'm still it
Got verbal tech nine
at you for telling shit
Get this dead off the mic
I'm smelling it

[Kon
it
Let's a scrub out
around with us and see what happen
We all got guns blappin
Got niggas back tracking
Ya, we bodies in seashores
Busting DJs over they backs keyboards
up my levels
Your crew is than pebbles
Changin you razor back MCs to trebles
up
Kon Artis, quick to smack slut up
Keep a of rubbers
Just in I gotta nutt up
style hold 'em out down
That's how it's to be
You the same shit
Your whole tape sound a symphony
Don't say to me
It's DP carry daughter
Talking bitches outta panties
Dollars and last
Like that
I'll leave your whack clowns
Watch come to my show
And leave
Whoever said this rapper and producer
Wouldn't make your twist
Guard your and your necklace

I got 6 reasons why we keep coming
Dirty Dozen niggas running for cover
Hiding your lovers
Skirting off peeling
As we
"DON'T FUCK WITH DOZEN"
6 reasons why keep shit
Dirty left niggas running for cover
Hiding behind your
Skirting off peeling
As we
"DON'T WITH DIRTY DOZEN"
I got 6 why we keep shit coming
Dirty Dozen left niggas running for
Hiding behind your
Skirting off peeling
As we
"DON'T FUCK DIRTY DOZEN"

Yeah bitch (what what)
We'll bring it to crew
We'll bring it to crew
Any of
Die
Don't with Dirty Dozen
Dozen



Don't fuck with Dozen
Da bitch
DJ
Don't with Dirty Dozen
The saga right now
If you ain't down with us from day on
Then you