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, don't give a about how much money you got nigga
It's about how you the next nigga

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

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

Your bark is than your bite, with your mean mug
Let's take it to the and we'll see what's up
knows about me, Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get with swift-ily

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

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

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

I'm in your 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 hundred bills
My car, my Hummer got 26 rims
I'm a star on my side of the earth, I the block
Promethazine, codeine, water and rock

Million dollar dreams and fiends and things of nature
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
Trick I see you and yo' laughin'
Jaw-jackin' and and plottin'

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

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

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

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

Reason to play with me, look bitch I'm
You don't listen 'less that sprayin' yo' ass
Glass breakin' in your home boy, thinkin' you
I mash out, 'til the iron smack up yo' body
Then you pass out, I to God for peace

I done to get my black ass out of these streets
But y'all don't listen I'm cussin' 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 you thugs'll give me a hug
Real gangster niggaz raise up, y'all 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 like you get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my Bone Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz, Banner
And E-40 Belafonte,
Trust that, beotch,