Luyện nghe bài hát Bag Em'

(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)

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You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da
You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da

Louch]
Ai Yo,
It's that shit that make niggas wreck they click,(Uh-huh)
your gun and diss niggas to they dick,
Buck go sumwhere and fuck somethin, (Fuck somethin)
Like that frontin nigga bitch, her suck something, (Suck somethin)
out, D-Block shirt inside out,
Hoodie on the all black ballushies on,
Jab you your motherfuckin face is torn, (Uh-huh)
is gone, (What else?)
3-piece is worn,
Hate faggot ass niggas thats scared to death,
Talk shit, when im yall hold yall breath,
I murder music,
My bang in the city,
But they want me to chill Janet showed titty,
"Theres too much now since Ja Rule and fiddy"
I dont know no way but to rap gritty, (Yeah!)
Fuck that when im rich, (Fuck that)
But then where the fuck is my thugs at up in this bitch?!

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You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da
You Can kiss Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da

P]
Warrup nigga, cut up nigga, (Warrup)
Shoe shit to lift the up nigga,
D-Block, D-Block like a wolf,
Tell your mom i'll throw her off the roof, (Roof)
Give her head a hundred dollars to towell off the coup,(Clear that up)
on niggas, (Style on niggas)
Beat some we gon pile on niggas, (Get em)
wild on (La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da)
the lulabye for you, (hear it)
betta ask your man he to die for you (he ready)
We comin thru the block up, (Tear it up)
We aint locked up, (Uh-Uh)
That mean we even the cops up,
(Yeah nigga 2 more times)
Warrup,
Now we in the New York grind, (New grind)
Betta kiss ass goodbye,
Wen im passin by with plastic nines to your eyes,
riii!

You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da

[Sheek
Hey yo, i talk shit like i talk, (Yeah)
Bop how i walk, (Yeah)
And you can tell a derr is from New York,
And i got my south niggas ready to squeeze,
I dont cake to see me with a couple of g's,
And i dont need a muhfucker im grown,
I had a 38 i had a phone,
I stuck up before yall little niggas started to bone, (Woo)
It's that sheek louch yall niggas tryna clone,
be real,
the average with a deal, (Nah)
Probly had a fight,
No guns, of that,
know im right, (Yeah)
I say to my son,
Give my baby a little cake,
And my moms a something before i go on the run,
Before pussy niggas try hand,
Im kickin the door "daddy's home!" and i aint making a bang,
What yall coward niggas understand,
YEAH!

You Can kiss Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can kiss Your Ass