Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Reasons

You wish that you could me black
D12 standing
No planning
Def methods, we got a hand in
run this shit
You get a jammed cap
Make the healthy get
And fam handicapped
You a fan of rap
My clan
school, home, your bitch house
Pull my milli
You gon' die with your out
I'm him an his
It's with
is this
cobra
dialect with agressive
Sober
My bionic demonish atlonics
Demonic is chronic
Impossible to hold down vomit
Mics I it
You to bomb it
Like tourists Islamic
I enter your atmosphere a comet
The new god of rap
Call me nigga
your back
When I slap ass in a figure four
From miles around they can feel it's
I make hardcore groups like Wu
Look like the Village (fags)
No
The general let the
Abort your mind state and kill inner child

It's a while
Since you bitch heard of me
'cause the six months
I been doing
But now I'm on some shit
Niggas duck quick
You don't know who you're with
I'll leave you breathless
Seeing me and Bugz rolling in the hummer
You a bitch, scared to shoot like Hunter
Don't to be a father
'cause I'm just to
I'll probably poison my
Like in the alley
Fuck your anorexic it
a Lexus
I'm doing drivebys on __

I know a girl who said prio
And her is a Leo
Bugzy fucked her in a
And she took me to my P.O.
rollin' ceelo
I'm down to a
Lost a g' rollin' dice at punk ass casino
But fuck it (shit) 'cause times get bad
See me and drag the mags
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 nigga that ya
something hot at ya
Rip your
Saw you backstage and at ya
And kill
You can go on
And your group name 25 times in one song
I'll write about you
Hip hop is off without you
niggas outta they bathrobes
And funky house
For the of it
I fuck Missy
Don't give a fuck if her belly
In my way, I'm nailing it
Got verbal tech nine
Spitting at you for shit
Get this dead off the mic
I'm smelling it

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

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

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



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