Luyện nghe bài hát Beatem To Da Floor

[DJ
So this is what I'm a do man, you know what I'm
I'm a get each of you niggaz, you what I'm sayin'
From the bay by the be piece, when you see this nigga
You know what I'm sayin', I want to whoop his bitch ass
Man you know what I'm sayin, his motha fuckin ass
To the ground like a motherfucker man fuck bitch ass

J]
See this how ass kickin' get down, boys get
(Beat down!)
bitches get
(Beat down!)
Your get
(Beat down!)
Your get
(Beat down!)
cousins get
(Beat down!)
And any nigga that try to clown we leavin' em on the
'cause we stomp a hole, until his ass throw up, and that
Them signs is gettin' thrown up, I'm answer to the
I'm answer to the left, we your chain and check
Your 'till nothin' left

[Crunchy
I'm a crunk this though, treat 'em like a hoe
Ask these lil' what the fuck they hittin' for
Crunchy a hoe, and Crunchy can't go, and
ain't a nigga that you want to fuck with low
If you didn't know, nigga you can know, then meet me
Down foo in the middle of the floor, I'ma break it down
And fill you up with dro, and a little that 'till I
Can't no more

I'm gon' whoop nigga
I'm gon' this nigga
I'm take it outside click click (Boom!) with the trigger
I'm gon' rob boy, I'm gon' mob this boy
I'm call the fuckin killers do a job on this boy

We gon' em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the floor
We gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the
We gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' em to the floor
We beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the floor

[Lord
You don't what just happened
You from a fracture
You rebel let me catch you, I'll beat you bastard
You have a bad concussion, from six bone rushin'
You all beat up and busted, you have pressed that button
You all bloody and bumy, you for you mommy
And think its funny, quit tryin' to out run me
Your eyes are blue and black and, your clothes are and tackin'
You that you could hack it, you shouldn't have wore that jacket
'cause I it, smith and west and my weapon, we steppin'
To let the still meet your chest and, don't play these killers
They come from parts, the north where niggaz be pullin'
The whole cart, so mista big playa big time playa
You got the on lock why you on my dick
Like a bitch walkin' like you stone high
Hollow tip bullets die, nigga they multiply

I'm whoop this nigga
I'm gon' whoop nigga
I'm take it outside click click (Boom!) with the trigger
I'm gon' rob this boy, I'm gon' mob boy
I'm call the fuckin killers do a job on this boy