Luyện nghe bài hát Anybody Can Get It

When a motherfucker walk up in the club, I mean, I
And a nigga be 70
But if a nigga let his scrotum hang over his shoulder
And come up and do a walk by on your
It's nay thun, 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 your up
Don't think you won't get touched, bitch

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

Hoes, hoes, money,
Mr. Whup-Ass done 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 than your bite, with your mug
Let's it to the grass and we'll see what's up
Y'all knows me, Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get dealt with

I'm amazin', I always the heat
the cake up through the ground if he fuckin' with me
Me and E-Fonzarelli, new Starsky &
Motherfucker don't act like you get touched

Grindin' niggaz up and we turn 'em to dust
As the go ah-ooh aah 'cause you know you fucked up
They wanna 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 think that you won't get touched,

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

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

Million dollar and fiends and things of that nature
Triple beams and things and T-Mobile ya
myself, I need to stop pushin' hop
I need to stop hop so I can buy a WingStop

My young hyenas be guns, mashin' and pistol packin'
Smokin' so much 'dro that our lungs feel they collapsin'
Trick I see you and yo' laughin'
Jaw-jackin' and scammin' and

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

Bitch, nigga, what the up
(Anybody can get it)
Hoe, niggaz, go pull your 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, what you gon' do?
I'm in your grill now, nigga you gon' do?
think that you won't get touched, bitch

I'ma kill a 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 Satan a damn good

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

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

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

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

Don't act like you get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my dude Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Boyz, David Banner
And E-40 Belafonte,
that, beotch, beotch