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 -ball piece, when you see this
You what I'm sayin', I want y'all to whoop his bitch ass
Man you know what I'm sayin, beat his motha ass
To the ground a motherfucker man fuck this bitch ass

J]
See this how ass 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 that try to clown we leavin' em on the ground
we stomp a hole, until his ass throw up, and after that
Them signs is gettin' up, I'm answer to the right
I'm to the left, we snatchin' your chain and check
pockets 'till nothin' left

[Crunchy
I'm a this nigga though, treat 'em like a hoe
Ask these lil' bitches what the fuck hittin' for
Crunchy ain't a hoe, and Crunchy 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, break it down slow
And fill you up with dro, and smoke a little 'till I
smoke no more

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

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

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

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