Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nobody Fuckin' Wit It

[intro -
Ha ha ha ha, we bout to do
niner, sole'
Bout to make ass hot baby
this, yo

[female
I the party didn't stop
'til niner got ill one man crew, runnin' through you
let their cash drop, ladies made that ass hot
Make 'em say "ooh", what we do

This one's for the niggas' in the
up, full of liquor
Fittin' to let the n9ne feelin' hit ya
respect mine when I step up
(ish)
Killa, killa, doin' to a nigga brain (ish)
can't maintain

Killin' with the murderous flow
I'mma let a nigga 'bout fly sole'
Bad to the bone with the up jump
So we all get and crunk all day
We hard, keep all this marvelous shit
We killin'
And started all of this shit

Ay yo, get paid, get sprayed
Takin sole', be the

[sole' and
Warner brothers and
So I we're animaniacs
All the niggas in the back get with the ladies in the
side to side, we gon' survive and get what the fuck we want
That's

1 - and tech]
Ain't nobody wit it, y'all niggas forget it
Ain't nobody wit it, 'cause we kill 'em
And hoes and niggas know we keep it rough
And make it
all we wanna see is you dancin' in the mothafucka

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I'm dancin' with this bitch an ass so fat
Had to dash to the back, hit that ass the back
that ass in my rap, put that ass on the map
I come from 6-6, 8, 46, 99, 3's
All of my killas can't see, fill the on the drive-by ki's
Ask me to and I will
Ask me to be and I kill
I got that bomb style and your shit ain't
Your is simply - unrealistic
Your bitch this, gets dismissed with a quickness
This lip sick, get the lipstick, this dick
In a minute, i'mma bust flow
let these suckas know
Nine is about to blow
And I'm out to get ho
Puncuate the first to shake ass and get that cash stack
All the playa haters better stand back when I
Ish hot, ? ? ? in your club and I'm kinda scold dragon
Yo, I thought you heard tech niner got ground control
All up in bitch's roll with that ass exposed, yo

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Na na na na na
You can not fuck tech n9ne and sole'
with the rough shit
Off in the club, me and my girls lookin'
Lots of killa thugs be wishin' they fuck me
If you's a hustle man, throw your up
Throw my hands up, I did it this ho just ran up
The way you bustas try to step to me, killin' me
Stank breath, mackin' law thrown out, 3 mil be me, no
Yellin' about ki's and dope,
I hope you take notes and shove this cake, about 20 your throat
Scope, wash your mouth out soap
Ladies dressed with power, awfully
Time, nigga it's wine, throwin' rhymes, be mine
Blowin' nine, and i'mma shine,
Hella ass I'm
I see you in the freakin'
Everybody in the front
While me and tech be
Off in the scene every weekend, we the shit
Throwin' ride full of grit, ass that you wanna get
Twit, beware my bite it truly venomous when I
Beauty and the beast, you in the club or the street
On the back seat of your jeep, over peak rollin' 'cause...

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[outro -
Ya know what I'm
This nigga tricky got me
Off this mothafuckin' hennessy and baby
We off in atl it for sole' baby, you know what I'm sayin'?
Too ass in one room baby
what your mothafuckin' mama gave ya
Tech niner in this
For the 2-thou baby
It's all delicious, tech

"bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce..."