Luyện nghe bài hát Beatem To Da Floor

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

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

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

I'm gon' this nigga
I'm gon' whoop nigga
I'm gon' take it outside click click (Boom!) with the
I'm gon' rob this boy, I'm mob this boy
I'm gon' 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 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

Infamous]
You don't know what just
You suffering from a
You rebel let me catch you, beat you belly bastard
You have a bad concussion, tripple six bone rushin'
You all beat up and busted, you shouldn't pressed that button
You all bloody and bumy, you yellin' for you
And people its funny, quit tryin' to out run me
Your eyes are blue and black and, your are ripped and tackin'
You thought that you 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 and, don't play with these killers
They come from those parts, the where niggaz be pullin'
The whole cart, so mista big playa big time playa
You got the shit on why you on my dick
Like a bitch walkin' like you stone high
Hollow tip bullets don't die, nigga they

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