Luyện nghe bài hát Activity As Phuctivity

it out
This is my shit fo
Its be off tha hook
Peep out
The Kon nigga

[Kon
The Kon Artist liar
Lie to your and moms
em Im a good kid
Catholic
Knowin i went to school
And and got blazed
Even weed i got a whole two
And bitch I did do it
cars Ive been through it
Done
buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that
Bum cat, and bone hood rats till they on my floor mat
Nasty nigga, make ya beleive im a classy nigga
But im far from average joe that you know
Use people for sheilds at shoot
i started, cold hearted
Runnin reckless peep out your shorty my neck twistin
Infectionist, poisonus bug we all
your daddy love or slugs
Could have tortured him, told me that he wanna die
We forced him
Fuckin has his bat, when we brawled they fled
Now we layin dead with his head like Dirty Fihed
Come battle us your heat and stabbed, nabbed and gagged
and dragged and thrown inside of a bag
Your been had, bamboozle, run em up
But you loosing credibility the _ and up

So fuck that stank with the saggy ass titties
all the niggas that dont represent our city
Fuck JLB they dont play none of my
Fuck all them niggas be suckin our dicks

Sicker the
Pack a cannon a focus
Thats killin all the players and the
Embarrass you in front of company like roaches
Approach and get served the situation, hopeless
Wrote this, jot it down 'cause wrote this
The wild animal rhyme
Ferocious,
walkin behind you with a dosage
Of teffifyin tales that be stompin soldiers
The grim reaper dipped in all black like
Packing heaters and carrying five holsters
Suppose if i was to let you put up all your
Let everybody think you was the
I'd rather you quicker then the cobra
Box you up and ya
Take you underwater and hold you until its
I told you you dumb _ with a blunt
That be off the dope fiends selllin tha _
Get ass kicked quicker then punts
Im of you punks
Cock it back now Im
Yo' next
Im blowing outta ya chest when it connect
like insects and ridin with ten techs

Ahh fuck any D.J that dont play Bizarre's
Fuck your sister I dont like her she suck dick
Fuck that nigga talk shit to my crew
Fuck all niggas who say I dont like you

Im a brand guy
Who to stay high
Got a ten inch dick and the gun the size
A bitch bitch
Whos thick with grey
Who loves to suck dick and get hit by guys
Its Bugz bitch, you the fuck you it was?
drunk with drunken thug
Too numb to feel the buzz
Yall niggas know the
No gimmicks, No timids, no manners, and no
This time, bitch, Im all out
the four out
Like get the out
Im miss crime, individual
Ask my peers in school
If you walk my way home robbed is like a ritual
giant, tyrant who lies _
Just to get you to do what I
And bitch you
Sit you still, tie you up
to ill
And destroy you face, Im some shit that u can feel

Fuck all yall who say dirty dozen's dead
Fuckin your new wife in brand new bed
your chicken head she suck dick anyway
Fuck anybody who say crime pay

Heard enough to make a glad bust
Add just my magnum I had enuff
Snuff the sweetest mc in camp tribe rivulry
To be as live as me keep em quiet a library
My rhymes are tight
And not
You the mic suckable
Without pox, untouchable
my _ aint to be tested
Ill test the globe and rip through domestic
Majestic to rap to win
the _, and slap the chin of the aggresor
Thinkin that fresher
Wanted conquest holdin down the one sided
That explosive nigga
The fans a bomb vest
Style be a
A fellow to mant with clips
_ kicks and being skinny with zits
Im the shhhhh, _
Like in a crack pot
I its best you act right
Ill confirm your death, the morgue _
D-12 is up like the fourth _
I whisper far to my granny
Till I push her the stairwell
And im sendin her care
get well you old hag
Ill bring the pain a blow fag
Staplin one his to his sock
Doin jumping
Once we put you down bitch their no comin back
Remember

Its the big guy, to get on you
I'll be glad to shit on you
Come against my crew and see who gets
Fuck I'll let you bring and brawl some of my boyz
Shady ass wether drunk or sober
Bizarre that was demo tape you just over
I dont give a dam Im just to ill
Gimme ten pills y'all run across the Lambo
Like bitches _ , _ _, think of the illest know
And I bet you i said it
Just forget it, 'cause you pathetic
Pop shit, yall go and get it
Beat your ass hang ya with this mic cord
Fuck the sword, I quote my in billboard
my dick while I laugh like its funny
And off while she yell
"Where's my money"

Fuck any body who with d-12
Fuck all yall momma pussy's smell
Fuck anybody that wanna tha beef
Fuck all yall that say my feet stick
Fuck them niggas that give us radio play
Fuck a bath i dont wash anyways
Fuck anybody to be on our team
Fuck all yall niggas with them weak ass
Fuck all them niggas watchin videos to be rappers that their not they cant rock the fucken spot
Fuck all yall niggas with them dirty ass shoes come in the club like your and your singing the blues
Fuck tryin to kiss our ass
Fuck all yall niggas who cut my grass
all them niggas who aint getitn no money
Fuck all yo' hoes who wont let me stick their
all the girls who aint givin up the sex
Fuck all you niggas and im askin whos
Fuck anybody battle my crew
Fuck, Fuck you, Fuck, Fuck, you
Fuck wanna get down with _
Fuck all yall niggas sayin you cant feel my
you mommy
Fuck your
Fuck gramma
Fuck his
your people
Fuck
Fuck his
Fuck Gotti
the Mafia
_
Fuck New
Detriot
Fuck New
Fuck