Luyện nghe bài hát Ask Ya Self

Ask ya
Ask ya self, is you for action?
Ask ya self, is you for action?
Ask ya self, is you for action?
Ask ya self, is you for the hardcore?

Ask ya self if you ready for
two of the baddest motherfuckers ever to create, tunes to a lama
You fucking the best
(First, ask ya if you ready for Krumb Snatch)
ask you self if you ready for Tef

And if you for death, pull all the steps out
I'ma make the sound
(Nigga we got it out)
(Y'all niggas is out)
We're raw 'n Caveliti
(All city)
(And this here, what we gritty)

I'm one of the five Horsemen, twenty four hours to live
And I'll swell with a baked beans outta
with caution, I'm about to wig out
To the skit, on the D&D-project, blew the out

By accident, we do some on the mic
That a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped
Fuck, y'all talking 'bout we kick a hole
In the speaker then the plug, we walking out

Ask ya self, is you ready for
Ask ya self, is you ready for
Ask ya self, is you ready for
Ask ya self, is you for the hardcore?
The

Now ask ya self, do you can run faster
Than this bullet can
(Son, you in danger)
We hit off heavy metal to to be frequently
And all me
(Nigga)

Thinking you can sideways from the sound woofer
No of action
(My whole laughing)
And ask ya self, do you think we got the
For you tucking-truck
(Bitch, no)

We put wigs on fire Michael mean Pepsi
(Cats blowing a lesbie)
Testing me and Tef is like me and you
And we'll announce a from holy you nnothing
def

Listen, nigga, we don't you
Simply we don't give a fuck you
Me and my girlfriend, I make the spin without you
You fucking with niggaz, feel niggaz
Walking the house and kill niggaz
(Hardcore)
Bitch,

Ask ya self, is you ready for
Ask ya self, is you for action?
Ask ya self, is you for action?
Ask ya self, is you for action?
Ask ya self, is you ready for the

Na, na, na, that
Don't me back Tef
Na, na, go, lemme go
Fuck niggaz
Naw, they don't know, up dog
go, hold up dog, hold up

Na, na, na, hold up, wait up, they about it wrong
Feelin' brave hearted, try me on a
I'm a let niggaz know, they got it
You got gats and bats we get too

Semi's and macks and aimed at you
Bloodthirsty, what the worst be
No mercy, we god and bang hard with any squad or
Coming forty niggaz a jail yard

Blood on my shirt, choke niggaz out
up my Timbs, we bang 'em in the mouth
You niggaz a concrete rebel
Pulling out busting war in the jungle

Mad my crew lay bubble in the tunnel
Most humble, we send shots when we through
Get but still blaze in the battle
The ruff days, these two bullets tattle

I'm immune to tuff-talk, them big boy stanze
You coming in pairs, two bodies by the stairs
Nigga we bang with the best, the models to
drama, rock armor, Smith & Wess-ons

Blood shot, gun cocked, mingling
Lost in this world I'm in, money rhyming
roaming, zoning, looking with a Nottz beat
Label most dangerous, lay and watch me

Harts start jumping, we peeping niggaz
We through thumping, pulling out dumping
Tangle with your best

We coming in yards to face off any yards
Soldier you're dust on the fully loaded
throughout the air, just to mock one
Blood for socks son

Is you for the hardcore
The
And after Krumb Snatcha snatch yo' possessions
I got orders to clap you