Luyện nghe bài hát Beatem To Da Floor

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

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

Black]
I'm a crunk nigga though, treat 'em like a hoe
Ask lil' bitches what the fuck they hittin' for
ain't 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 you can know, then meet me
Down foo in the middle of the floor, break it down slow
And you up with dro, and smoke a little that 'till I
Can't no more

I'm gon' whoop nigga
I'm gon' whoop this
I'm gon' take it outside 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 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 gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the

[Lord
You don't know what happened
You from a fracture
You rebel let me catch you, I'll beat you belly
You have a bad concussion, from six bone rushin'
You all beat up and busted, you shouldn't have that button
You all bloody and bumy, you for you mommy
And people think its funny, quit to out run me
Your eyes are blue and black and, clothes are ripped and tackin'
You thought that you could it, you shouldn't have wore that jacket
'cause I 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 niggaz be
The whole cart, so big playa mista big time playa
You got the shit on lock why you on my
Like a bitch walkin' around like you high
Hollow tip bullets don't die, they multiply

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