Luyện nghe bài hát Back of Cadillacs

(Devil)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
interested to know
Check that shit
Its the

(Brotha Hung)
Yeah the cap busting neva
I got my clips and my glocks a bunch of give me props
Funny style fools dealt with that's why I Lynch Hung with the crews low
caught slipping I knew I had to have mine (yeah)
So I hooked up with my folks who hooked a nigga a nine
Now I got my own back fade and once ya start shooting at
You betta have your own grave
Foo Blackie spitting at everybody bout
How he was hard and was knocking out
I see some envyist of the Hung
Everytime I talk to em foos say he just a new gun
And I can feel em from a mile
Fronting like he all that but like my nigga say
Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my
So hey I got my own back fade

(chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a in my back
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah on a nigga gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own back
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own fade

(Brotha Hung)
Nigga I thought you knew you couldnt fade
All them props you got ain't but shit
to run up on a oozie with a nine clip
And find your cooking in a barbecue pit (yeah)
'cause I don't that shit low and I ain't soft
Bout rumors Gimmy got his mouth shot off
Then his head cut off for fucking up
a nigga that got a room full of baby gut
When I was peeping it I was tripping off of I seen
nigga you fronting on the wrong team
I coulda had you with a click getting props
Now you running around like a with his head cut off
with me
No checking my pops
Leaving a nigga with a mouth full of gun
By a lunatic score some old clothes
Im like some to filling bodies full of bullet holes
And I can feel em from a away
Fronting like all that shit but like my nigga say
Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my
So hey I got my own back fade

(chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Hey I got my own back
(Devil)
Yeah on a nigga gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
You know I got my own fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my
(Brotha Hung)
Hey I got my own back

(Devil)
Yeah you know what I'm
Im the so Devil that Brotha Lynch was talking bout you know
They can't nobody fade
This nigga packs his own people you know I'm saying
But this cannibalistic theory you know what I'm saying
So umm Lynch help me this shit kick that old shit

(Brotha Hung)
Most of my niggas come and go a foos life
A couple of 40's and a joint nut not
That's why I'm kicking with the motherfucker living
My nigga nine humans like Thanksgiving
And it be eating em by the at least
Marinating niggas like a thick slab of roast beef
Then I'm cooking em while I'm for fee
Drinking a 40 eat some human and sit and watch my teeth bleed
Ain't a motherfucker out to feel me
About a motherfuckas wanna kill me
That's why got 16 partners
a nigga from my human meat pot luck
Click buckshots to a niggas chest
rips in my mouth now whos next
I got the menu of a cannibal
As I continue I'm a human eating
Eating niggas my nine so hey
You fronting like your all that but like my niggas say
Depending on a nigga gets a in my back
So hey I got my own fade nigga

(chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a in my back
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a in my back
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade

(Brotha Hung)
Coming straight from the with the rip gut
Cannibal Atheist couldnt give a
Heard a lot of motherfuckas stop this
I keep em young manotonis
I pop shit something like a blood vessel
Drink like a vamp then become amp
That means I take all the and you get the fist
Grab a leg like a and make a wish
Pop yeah there it goes love lead
To a bed full of pussy bleeding
Now I'm psyched 'cause I know a nigga want
He better pack a gun or how to run
And I met too many niggas that could eat meat
Like a nigga with a mouth full of crooked
And I'm a motherfucker thrive on homosapien beef
Them niggas don't I'm seriously crazy
And I can feel em a mile away
Fronting they all that shit but like my nigga say
Depending on a nigga a nine in my back
So hey I got my own backfade

(Devil)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha