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 ready for
Ask ya self, is you ready for the

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

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

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

By accident, we do some on the mic
a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped again
Fuck, talking 'bout after we kick a hole
In the then pull the plug, we walking out

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
The

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

Thinking you can talk from the sound woofer
No prove of
(My team 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 breath from you nnothing
def

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Harts start jumping, we peeping fronting
We come through thumping, out dumping
Tangle with your best

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

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