Luyện nghe bài hát Anybody Can Get It

When a walk up in the club, I mean, I mean
And a nigga be 70
But if a nigga let his motherfuckin' hang over his shoulder
And up and do a walk by on your bitch-ass
nay thun, don't give a fuck about how much money you got nigga
It's how you outsmart the next nigga

Bitch, nigga, what the up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go pull skirts up
Don't that you won't get touched, bitch

I'm in your grill now, what you gon' do?
I'm in your grill now, bitch what you do?
I'm in your grill now, what you gon' do?
Don't think you won't get touched, bitch

Hoes, hoes, money,
Mr. done stepped in the do'
(Bone crusher)
Bring the pain, to skull
Y'all niggaz want a fight, all y'all want is a hug

Your bark is worse your bite, with your mean mug
Let's take it to the and we'll see what's up
Y'all knows me, Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get dealt with

I'm amazin', I always bring the
Pull the cake up through the ground if he fuckin' me
Me and E-Fonzarelli, new & Hutch
Motherfucker don't act you can't get touched

Grindin' bows up and we turn 'em to dust
As the crowd go ah-ooh aah 'cause you you fucked up
They don't see me, nicknamed the realest
Don't believe me, ask Adamsvillers, this A-T-L nigga

Bitch, nigga, what the up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go your skirts up
Don't that you won't get touched, bitch

I'm in your grill now, nigga what you do?
I'm in your grill now, bitch what you do?
I'm in your grill now, nigga what you do?
Don't think that you won't get touched,

I sit at the bar and tear up dollar bills
My car, my got 26 inch rims
I'm a on my side of the earth, I bleed the block
Promethazine, codeine, water and rock

Million dollar dreams and fiends and things of that
Triple beams and things and T-Mobile ya
Told myself, I need to stop hop
I need to stop hop so I can buy a WingStop

My young hyenas be bustin' guns, mashin' and pistol
Smokin' so much 'dro that our lungs feel like they
I see you and yo' partners laughin'
Jaw-jackin' and and plottin'

Old soft-ass, medicated, nigga
You're out of line I told you once befo' it's dot
Bust a dot com, on mine, hit the flo'
And don't come no mo' no mo' no mo' no mo'
it's E-4-oh from the Valle-Jo
Still rappin' I'm po', beotch

Bitch, nigga, what the up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go your skirts up
Don't that you won't get touched, bitch

I'm in your grill now, nigga what you do?
I'm in your grill now, bitch you gon' do?
I'm in your grill now, nigga what you do?
Don't think that you won't get touched,

I'ma a motherfucker's ass if I have to
But is it worth it is the question I ask you
To your punk-ass
And is you bleedin', only to give Satan a damn

Reason to play me, look bitch I'm sayin'
You don't 'less that tec-9 sprayin' yo' ass
Glass breakin' in your boy, thinkin' you fast
I never mash out, the iron smack up yo' body
Then you pass out, I to God for peace

I done best to get my black ass out of streets
But y'all don't listen I'm cussin' and bustin' the shit
You beggin' and I'ma give it to ya you bitch
In your face, your back, your chest, neck and

You want war, you will get it for Mr.
They me really really doe, ain't no hoe in my blood
A couple slugs bitch you give me a hug
Real gangster niggaz raise up, sticky ooh-wee niggaz blaze up
Or get yo' ass up, bitch nigga

And you have it
(And you have it)
can get it
(Anybody)

Don't act you can't get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my dude Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Boyz, David Banner
And Belafonte, pimpskillet
that, beotch, beotch