Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Reasons

You wish that you could me black
D12 standing
No that
Def methods, we got a in that
Whoever run shit
You get a jammed cap
Make the get sick
And your fam
You a fan of rap
My attack
Your school, home, your bitch
Pull my milli
You gon' die with your out
I'm him an his
It's over
is this
cobra
Drunken dialect agressive
Sober
My bionic demonish atlonics
is tainted chronic
Impossible to hold like vomit
Mics I it
You to bomb it
Like that's Islamic
I your atmosphere like a comet
The new god of rap
Call me Thor
Snap your
When I slap your ass in a four
From miles around they can feel lethal
I make groups like Wu Tang
Look like the Village (fags)
No
The let the senistal
Abort your mind state and kill your child

It's been a
Since you bitch niggas of me
'cause the last six
I doing R'n'B
But now I'm on sick shit
Niggas better quick
You don't who you're fucking with
I'll leave you breathless
Seeing me and rolling in the blue hummer
You a bitch, scared to shoot like Hunter
Don't need to be a
I'm just to illmatic
I'll probably poison my
Like flowers in the
Fuck your neglects it
a Lexus
I'm doing drivebys on __

I a girl who said she's prio
And her is a Leo
Bugzy her in a Regal
And she took me to my P.O.
rollin' ceelo
I'm to a c-note
Lost a g' rollin' dice at that ass casino
But fuck it (shit) when times get bad
See me and drag with the
On fags (bitch)
I shoot
Bitch you got the
And up with it
I'm trying to catch this (I got ten)

I'm the that spotted ya
Spit hot at ya
Rip Nautica
Saw you and shot at ya
And kill
You can go on
And spin your group name 25 times in one
I'll write about you
Hip hop is off without you
niggas outta they bathrobes
And house shoes
For the of it
I fuck Elliott
Don't a fuck if her belly gets
In my way, I'm nailing it
Got this verbal tech
Spitting at you for shit
Get dead body off the mic
I'm fuckin it

Artis]
it
Let's a scrub out
Fuck around us and see what happen
We all got them guns
Got y'all niggas tracking
Ya, we bodies in seashores
DJs over they backs with keyboards
Turn up my
Your is fruitier than pebbles
Changin you razor back MCs to trebles
up
Kon Artis, quick to your slut up
Keep a pack of
in case I gotta nutt up
Brigade style hold 'em out
That's how meant to be
You kick the shit
Your whole sound like a symphony
say shit to me
It's DP carry daughter
bitches outta they panties
Dollars and quarters
Like horsemen
I'll leave whack clowns hutless
Watch Defarius to my show
And leave
Whoever this slash rapper and producer
Wouldn't make your twist
Guard grill and your necklace

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

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



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