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 jammed cap
Make the healthy get
And your fam
You a fan of rap
My attack
Your school, home, your bitch
my nine milli
You gon' die with your out
I'm him an his
It's over
is this
cobra
Drunken dialect with
Sober
My bionic fires demonish
Demonic is chronic
Impossible to down like vomit
I palm it
You stay to it
tourists that's Islamic
I enter your atmosphere like a
The new god of rap
Call me nigga
Snap back
When I slap ass in a figure four
From miles around can feel it's lethal
I make hardcore groups Wu Tang
Look the Village People (fags)
No
The general let the
Abort your mind state and kill your inner

It's a while
you bitch niggas heard of me
'cause the last six
I been R'n'B
But now I'm on sick shit
Niggas better duck
You know who you're fucking with
leave you niggas breathless
Seeing me and Bugz rolling in the blue
You a bitch, to shoot like Lindsay Hunter
Don't to be a father
'cause I'm just to
I'll probably poison my
Like in the alley
your anorexic neglects it
Fuck a
I'm doing drivebys on __

I know a girl who she's 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 that ass casino
But fuck it (shit) 'cause when get bad
See me and with the mags
On unsuspecting (bitch)
I shoot
you got the boot
And up with it
I'm to catch this prostitute (I got ten)

I'm the nigga spotted ya
something hot at ya
Rip your
Saw you backstage and at ya
And subliminally
You can go on
And spin your group 25 times in one song
I'll write about you
Hip hop is off without you
Blowing niggas outta they
And house shoes
For the of it
I fuck Missy
give a fuck if her belly gets
In my way, I'm nailing it
Got this tech nine
Spitting at you for shit
Get this body off the mic
I'm fuckin 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 dump bodies in
Busting DJs over they backs with
up my levels
Your crew is than pebbles
you razor back MCs to running trebles
up
Kon Artis, quick to smack slut up
Keep a pack of
Just in case I nutt up
Brigade style 'em out down
how it's meant to be
You the same shit
Your whole tape sound like a
say shit to me
It's DP your daughter
Talking bitches outta panties
Dollars and quarters
Like that
I'll leave your whack hutless
Defarius come to my show
And leave
Whoever said this slash and producer
Wouldn't make head twist
your grill and your necklace

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

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



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