Luyện nghe bài hát Again [Explicit]

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

Niggas talkin', ain't making sense
Brand new foreign, bet it make 'em
Ain't gotta say a word, just to your bitch
I'm from Harlem, will make me rich (east side)
A hundred nights, I made a flips
Hit the club, and all the bitches wanna
Put some money on 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 to flood the wrist
R.I.P. my Freaky
Niggas him from me
I want the money
Never taking nothing me
Niggas in they feelings, on they monthly
I was in the trap cocaina and some baggies
Probably with junkies
Now I chill the water, do it for my daughter
Dare a touch me
I seen a nigga get a 1 to 3, and tell on everybody with him
I done seen a nigga niggas that he know for pennies
Shit
Niggas love to say will do your homework on them niggas giving statements
I'm smoking on vacation
My in Cuba but he Haitian
Sak pase, I need a today
Nigga with a attitude, I Dr. Dre
My got a lot to make your heart stop today
Think of when I'm in Far Rockaway

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

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

I got a of the tree smoke
Break it down to the ground, only I ever follow is the G-code
Niggas brand new cars getting
Same acting tough getting Deebo'd
Ask your man about my shit, bet you he
Hottest young nigga on the coast
Sliding up Lennox, me and three
Looking like gutter, me and he ain't even know
Got a in my peacoat
My building keep complaining the weed smoke
I'm tryna make a off a mixtape
Stash in the whip where the go
Bad little bitch tryna throat
I told her ain't no way you fitting all
This sour D, what you call this?
This Actavis, what you call this?
The spot look funny? Make a quick
If she on my then we all hit
Out of town on my through the mall shit
And I ain't get you in the summer, put you on my fall
Mid town house like a fortress
Every time see my face they get nauseous
town condo, shit flawless
They ain't in the crib, they ain't gorgeous

Fuck your bitch, and talk again
If he don't die I'll walk again
I got my up, I got my paper 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
Valet driver start the whip
Get money, they just talking shit

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

Get your money they talking shit