Luyện nghe bài hát Activity As Phuctivity

it out
This is my fo real
Its be off tha hook
this out
The Kon nigga

Artist]
The Kon born liar
Lie to your pops and
em Im a good kid
Catholic
i went to public school
And sweared and got
Even weed i got a whole two
And that 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
nigga, make ya beleive that im a classy nigga
But im far from that joe that you know
Use for sheilds at shoot outs
i started, cold hearted
Runnin reckless out your shorty till my neck twistin
Infectionist, poisonus bug we all
Showed your daddy or slugs
Could have tortured him, told me that he wanna die
We forced him
Fuckin peeps has his bat, when we brawled fled
Now we layin with his chicked head like Dirty Fihed
Come battle us with your heat and stabbed, and gagged
Jabbed and dragged and thrown of a bag
Your fans had, bamboozle, run em up
But you credibility the miniute _ and up

So fuck stank bitch with the saggy ass titties
all the niggas that dont represent our city
Fuck JLB they dont play of my shit
Fuck all niggas that be suckin our dicks

Sicker the
Pack a with a focus
Thats all the players and the coaches
Embarrass you in of company like dirty roaches
Approach this and get the situation, hopeless
Wrote this, jot it 'cause Kuniva wrote this
The wild animal colprut
Ferocious,
Nigga walkin behind you a dosage
Of teffifyin tales that be small soldiers
The grim reaper dipped in all like folgers
Packing heaters and carrying five holsters
Suppose if i was to let you put up all your
Let everybody you was the dopest
I'd rather strike you then the cobra
Box you up and ya
you underwater and hold you until its over
I you once you dumb _ with a blunt
That be pullin off the dope fiends tha _
Get your ass quicker then punts
Im of you punks
it back now Im upset
Yo' niggas
Im blowing outta ya chest when it connect
Creepin like insects and ridin ten techs

Ahh fuck any D.J dont play Bizarre's shit
Fuck your sister I dont like her she dont suck
Fuck that nigga talk shit to my crew
Fuck all yall 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 named bitch
Whos thick grey eyes
Who loves to dick and get hit by eight guys
Its Bugz bitch, you the you thunk it was?
Gettin drunk with drunken
Too fucken numb to feel the
niggas know the image
No gimmicks, No timids, no manners, and no
This time, bitch, Im all out
Whippin the 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
Lyrical giant, who lies _
Just to get you to do I want
And you will
Sit you still, tie you up
to ill
And destroy you face, Im with some shit u can feel

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

Heard enough to make a glad bust
Add just my beef I had enuff
Snuff the sweetest mc in camp tribe rivulry
To be as as me keep em quiet like a library
My are virgin tight
And not
You find the mic
Without pox, untouchable
Peep my _ to be tested
Ill test the globe and rip through your
warrior to rap to win
Knock the _, and the chin of the aggresor
that they fresher
Wanted holdin down the one sided contest
explosive rappin nigga
The fans a bomb vest
Style be a
A fellow to mant with clips
Fuck _ kicks and skinny with zits
Im the shhhhh, _
cane in a crack pot
I its best you act right
Ill confirm death, left the morgue _
D-12 is blowin up the fourth _
I far well to my granny
Till I her down the stairwell
And im her care mail
Like get you old hag
Ill bring the pain like a fag
Staplin one his gonads to his
Doin jumping
Once we put you down bitch their no comin back
that

Its the big guy, to get on you
Battle? I'll be to shit on you
Come my crew and see who gets destroyed
I'll let you bring bats and brawl some of my boyz
Shady ass niggas wether or sober
Bizarre that was demo tape you just recorded
I dont a dam bitch Im just to ill
Gimme ten pills y'all run across the Field
Like _ , _ _, think of the illest line know
And I bet you i said it
forget it, 'cause you niggas pathetic
Pop shit, niggas go and get it
Beat your ass hang ya with fuckin mic cord
Fuck the sword, I quote my in billboard
Suck my dick I laugh like its funny
And drive off she yell
"Where's my money"

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