Luyện nghe bài hát Ask Ya Self

Ask ya
Ask ya self, is you for action?
Ask ya self, is you ready for
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 self if you ready for Snatch)
Then ask you if you ready for Tef

And if you ready for death, pull all the out
make the glocks sound
(Nigga we got it out)
(Y'all is popped out)
We're raw 'n Caveliti
(All city)
(And here, what we call gritty)

I'm one of the Horsemen, gimme twenty four hours to live
And I'll swell with a baked beans Boston
Proceed with caution, I'm 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 after we kick a hole
In the then pull the plug, we walking out

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

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

you can talk sideways from the sound woofer
No of action
(My team laughing)
And ask ya self, do you think we got the
For you rhymes?
(Bitch, no)

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

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

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

Na, na, na, fuck
hold me back Tef
Na, na, lemme go, go
Fuck these
Naw, they know, hold up dog
Lemme go, hold up dog, up

Na, na, na, hold up, wait up, they went 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, star the worst be
No mercy, we god and bang hard with any or mobb
forty niggaz like a jail yard

Blood on my shirt, choke niggaz out
Scuffed up my Timbs, we 'em in the mouth
You niggaz want a rebel
Pulling out busting like war in the

Mad 'cause my lay bubble in the tunnel
Most humble, we send when we come through
Get praised but still blaze in the
The ruff days, these two bullets tattle

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

Blood shot, gun cocked, shotting
Lost in this world I'm in, feeling rhyming
Eyes roaming, zoning, looking with a Nottz
Label most dangerous, police lay and me

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

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

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