Luyện nghe bài hát Anybody Can Get It

When a motherfucker up in the club, I mean, I mean
And a nigga be 70
But if a nigga let his motherfuckin' scrotum over his shoulder
And come up and do a by on your bitch-ass
It's nay thun, don't give a fuck about how much 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
think that you won't get touched, bitch

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, what you gon' do?
Don't think that you won't get touched,

Hoes, hoes, money,
Mr. done stepped in the do'
(Bone crusher)
the pain, to your skull
Y'all niggaz don't want a fight, all want is a hug

Your is worse than your bite, with your mean mug
take it to the grass and we'll see what's up
Y'all about me, Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft get dealt with swift-ily

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

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

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, bitch what you do?
I'm in your grill now, nigga you gon' do?
Don't that you won't 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, water and rock

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

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

Old soft-ass, medicated, cotton-ass
You're out of I told you once befo' it's dubya dot
a head dot com, on mine, hit the flo'
And come back no mo' no mo' no mo' no mo'
Motherfucker it's E-4-oh the Valle-Jo
rappin' like I'm po', beotch

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

I'm in grill now, nigga what you gon' 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 get touched, bitch

I'ma kill a ass if I have to
But is it it is the question that I ask you
To blast your
And is you bleedin', only to give a damn good

Reason to play with me, bitch I'm sayin'
You don't listen 'less that sprayin' yo' ass
Glass breakin' in your home boy, thinkin' you
I never mash out, the iron smack up yo' body
Then you out, I pray 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 keep beggin' and I'ma it to ya you bitch
In your face, your back, your chest, neck and

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

And there you it
(And there you 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 E-40 Belafonte,
Trust that, beotch,