Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Ayo L, aye L
get the car
We gotta get the fuck outta Dan

Murder, death, pull a one 87
If you gon' give it motherfucker I'ma take it
Boy I'll ya' to a raisin
Just to bring home the
For me to see heaven I need to meet Satan
So my so vacant
My mind's on some 'take shit! shit! Spray shit!'
In some raw day
Face-lift braces, unsolved
Hittin' up the witnesses so can't nobody say
I think the reaper
Picked up the phone and
"I got a coming"
'Cause blood in my eye and I'm for death
(?) up heaven's steps
Got a getaway driver, just chillin' in a
Parolee a 40 that'll take what you owe me
I'm no (?)
And the last yo' ass wanna hear is these words

Guns are in the
Money in the
Guns are in the
they gonna and get us, never
Uh, the OJ in the hallway
The .44 spray
One leg up on the Velour
straddled while I'm eatin' strudle
We fuck you up so bad that you will never take a doo-doo
Or a pee-pee,
Now I'm while head is given
No fucks are given ever I'm rotten to the core
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya right the door
Aah, cross the when you see us by the store
I'm off the leash, dick hanging on the
Box cutters rolled up in the of the 09's
You you had your little shit
now, but no mas
My bitch will choke you out with thighs
Strong in the face from New Guinea
Smokin' dope, doing in a Mini
She half Dominican and
Bad