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 of you niggaz, you know what I'm sayin'
From the bay by the be -ball piece, you see this nigga
You know what I'm sayin', I want y'all to his bitch ass
Man you know what I'm sayin, beat his motha ass
To the ground like a motherfucker man this bitch ass

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

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

I'm gon' whoop this
I'm whoop this nigga
I'm gon' take it outside click click (Boom!) 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' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the
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' beat em to the floor

[Lord
You know what just happened
You suffering from a
You rebel let me catch you, I'll you belly bastard
You have a bad concussion, from 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 think its funny, tryin' to out run me
Your eyes are blue and black and, your clothes are ripped and
You thought you could hack it, you shouldn't have wore that jacket
I wreck it, smith and west and my weapon, we steppin'
To let the still your chest and, don't play with these killers
They come from those parts, the north where 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' around you stone high
Hollow tip bullets don't die, nigga multiply

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