Luyện nghe bài hát Again [Explicit]

Fuck your bitch, and talk again
If he die
He'll never walk again, never walk again
I got my up
I got my paper straight, I got my paper
The whole club around when I'm walking in
Fuck your bitch, and never again (Harlem)

Niggas talkin', they ain't making
new foreign, bet it make 'em sick
Ain't gotta say a word, to take your bitch
I'm from Harlem, hustlin' will me rich (east side)
A hundred nights, I made a hundred
Hit the club, and all the bitches strip
Put money on your head, if you wanna diss
She suck my dick, and then she wanna
Must be out your mind, or on some (crazy)
Sak's fifth, got me on my
Niggas hatin' on me, be on my dick
a couple verses just to flood the wrist
R.I.P. my Freaky
took him from me
I want the money
taking nothing from me
Niggas in they feelings, on they monthly
I was in the trap with and some baggies
Probably some junkies
Now I chill across the water, do it for my
Dare a touch me
I done seen a nigga get a 1 to 3, and on everybody with him
I done seen a robbing niggas that he know for pennies
Shit
Niggas love to say they will do your homework on niggas giving statements
I'm cubans on vacation
My plug in Cuba but he
Sak pase, I a spot today
Nigga a attitude, I ain't Dr. Dre
My youngin' got a lot to make your heart stop
of Chinx when I'm in Far Rockaway

Fuck bitch, and never talk again
If he don't die I'll never again
I got my focus up, I got my straight
The whole club turn around when I'm in
Pay my just in case they wanna pin the case up on me
And offer 10
Valet driver going the whip
Get money, they just talking shit

your bitch, and never talk again
If he don't die never walk again
I got my up, I got my paper straight
The whole club turn around when I'm in
Pay my just in case they wanna pin the case up on me
And offer 10
Valet driver going start the
Get your money, just talking shit

I got a of the tree smoke
it down to the ground, only thing I ever follow is the G-code
Niggas new cars getting repo'd
Same acting tough getting Deebo'd
Ask man about my shit, bet you he know
young nigga on the east coast
Sliding up Lennox, me and niggas
Looking like gutter, me and G-Money he ain't even
Got a Glock-19 in my
My building keep complaining about the smoke
I'm tryna make a million off a
in the whip where the heat go
Bad little tryna deep throat
I told her ain't no way you all this
This ain't sour D, you call this?
This ain't Actavis, what you call
The look funny? Make a call quick
If she on my dick we all hit
Out of on my running through the mall shit
And I get you in the summer, put you on my fall list
Mid town pent house like a
Every time see my face they get nauseous
Down town condo, flawless
They ain't in the crib, they ain't gorgeous

Fuck your bitch, and never again
If he don't die I'll never walk
I got my focus up, I got my paper
The whole club turn around I'm walking in
Pay my lawyer in case they wanna pin the case up on me
And offer 10
Valet driver start the whip
Get your money, they talking shit

Fuck bitch, and never talk again
If he don't die I'll never again
I got my up, I got my paper straight
The whole club turn when I'm walking in
Pay my lawyer just in they wanna pin the case up on me
And offer 10
driver going start the whip
Get your money, they talking shit

Get your money they talking shit