Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up In This Bitch

Somebody gonna die in this
We to air it out

I don't know what you to mention the Mobb
Must of been bent straight of the
you crossed that path, fuck with that cash
Quick, fast have a sick get up in that ass

Pee, nigga with the cracks in his ass
Pretty Tone homey with the mack in the
They buck you, then fuck your boo, where she at?
Then we profit from it and spit it on the
(Track)

Letting the world you a bitch ass kidat
(Cat)
And how own hood disrespect you, where you live at
They be hey all day, how you let him do
Noyd and his I think you better get at

But don't gas dog, he ain't built for that
I will em all right through his fitted kiddap
(Cap)
Jump out with the midackon and Houston
(Mack)
Right in of thousand and put it in efidack, I'm a pay
(Effect)

The is out, Noyd is out
And he to air it out
Oh, think it's a game, better bring those things
He gonna show you what a gangsta's

The word is out, is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those
He gonna show you what a gangsta's

Ayo, nigga better up off please
When you got tough, huh? Thun you me
You never enough you're a Mr. Softy
Truly the Ruger kill you softly

Then we see then, yeah, who the be
Smoke your clique like a bag of the Hersey
How the fuck it's all good, nigga, the hood is
Peep the big six and you want to me
make my gun spit, y'all niggas kill me

Gon' have my gun, on your ear piece
Having your screaming, "Please don't kill me"
I don't owe you shit and I ain't your
I own the six I own the Navi

And I'm sitting deep this, nigga, sweet candy
You niggas beef, you know get right at me
QB nigga, that's why you stand me
(You 'cause)

The word is out, is out
And he to air it out
Oh, think it's a game, better bring those things
He gonna show you what a gangsta's

The word is out, is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those
He gonna you what a gangsta's about

See, we back down, we go pound for pound
Tech for tech, right on the block emptying
something, leave mothafuckas hitting the deck
And then one by one be dead

The is out, Noyd is out
East Coast, Coast, down to the dirty south
Catch flossin', I'm airing it out
With the hollow tips, man, I'm spittin' em out
Listen out 'cause I'm out for that bling

That watch and that chain put a bullet in your
Not a thing I'm a gangsta, this is I do
Go to war, with the bangers and eat food

When I'm starvin' I'm robbin' that's how it is
If I'm lying, I'm flying word to everything I
get it twist, nigga 'cause I twist niggas cap back
That QB shit, bringing it bidack
(Back)

The is out, Noyd is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think a game, better bring those things
He gonna show you what a gangsta's

The is out, Noyd is out
And he to air it out
Oh, think it's a game, better bring those things
He gonna you what a gangsta's about