Luyện nghe bài hát Again [Explicit]

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

talkin', they ain't making sense
Brand new foreign, bet it 'em sick
Ain't gotta say a word, just to take bitch
I'm from Harlem, hustlin' make me rich (east side)
A hundred nights, I a hundred flips
Hit the club, and all the bitches strip
Put money on your head, if you wanna diss
She my dick, and then she wanna kiss
be out your mind, or on some shit (crazy)
Sak's fifth, got me on my
Niggas hatin' on me, be on my dick
Took a couple verses just to the wrist
R.I.P. my Freaky
Niggas took him me
I want the money
Never nothing from me
Niggas in they feelings, on they monthly
I was in the trap with cocaina and some
Probably with junkies
Now I chill across the water, do it for my
Dare a nigga me
I seen a nigga get a 1 to 3, and tell on everybody with him
I done seen a nigga robbing niggas that he for pennies
Shit
Niggas love to say they do your homework on them niggas giving statements
I'm smoking cubans on
My in Cuba but he Haitian
Sak pase, I need a spot
Nigga a attitude, I ain't Dr. Dre
My youngin' got a lot to make your heart stop
Think of Chinx when I'm in Far

Fuck bitch, and never talk again
If he don't die I'll never walk
I got my up, I got my paper straight
The whole club around 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 just shit

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

I got a pound of the smoke
Break it down to the ground, only I ever follow is the G-code
Niggas brand new cars getting
ones 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 know
Got a Glock-19 in my
My keep complaining about the weed smoke
I'm tryna a million off a mixtape
Stash in the where the heat go
Bad little tryna deep throat
I told her ain't no way you all this
This sour D, what you call this?
This ain't Actavis, what you this?
The spot look funny? Make a call
If she on my then we all hit
Out of town on my running through the mall
And I ain't get you in the summer, put you on my list
Mid town pent like a fortress
time they see my face they get nauseous
Down town condo, flawless
They ain't coming in the crib, they ain't

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 when I'm walking in
Pay my lawyer just in case wanna pin the case up on me
And they 10
Valet driver start the whip
Get your money, just talking shit

Fuck bitch, and never talk again
If he die I'll never walk again
I got my focus up, I got my straight
The whole turn around when I'm walking in
Pay my lawyer in case they wanna pin the case up on me
And offer 10
Valet driver going start the
Get money, they just talking shit

Get your money just talking shit