Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch I Aint Scared

Bitch I Aint

(INTRO)
Now let me tell you a
About a mofucking
You better listen cause this
Its a bed time story for your baby
G

(VERSE 1)
Let me you about mofucka now
Everytime i get a hes always around
to get down,and to bonce her up and down
Let me show how i now,look at the rhyme i wrote down
Eeny meens mo catch that mofucka by the toe
If we dont let him go,that hole,Click.Clack,Pow!!
Mofucka down we dont fuck we B&W Bloodz and Cripz now
White&Black or Black&White we dont care were always tight
We can out rhymes that could blow your mind
We can cock trigure and call you run
We can make funural arrengment for 9:09
We can pop that trigure and make cry
Whats better for you funural arrengments for 9:09,blow your mine or get run
I funural arrengments at 9:09 is better for me and my tribe
we dont have to think about YOU!!,we dont have to make a gun go POOF!!
And you'd get the chance to meet *PROOF!!*,up there i higher then the ROOF!!
Now go and do your weights and take protein shakes
I care if your biger then me,My nine can blow bottles of protein shakes
I scared of you G you can come to my face and call me a pussy
I'll laught at your ass a nine will get
i aint scared of a protein drinker and a Tuna eater
Cause i do the same busta,i get my between your moma tits and i get my tuna under your moma clit

(CHRORUS)
Now get out of the way from my face
Me and crew take a nine and blast yea
We dont care if we go to prison,now sit on your ass and
CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I told you to listen,now you see gunen
Leave my gurls alone and leave you be
If you wanna leave them be,its gona be easy as 1,2 and 3 (GUNSHOT)

Now back to that fagette ass
Telling every girl hes a straight ass lova
Im telling you man your just a fake ass man
Running around like colaide man,saying i got arms like popey
But we got guns size of arms
You just lucky you met me
If it wouldent of been a me,you would never met a
If you think of it,every you dig'd it i started it
Jenna you it
you trid it
Olivia you it
But every you dig'd it
You stold then from a person you called
But i called them fucking jelous motherfucking of shit you heard bitch but then
Do you what i say to them,i say say hello to my little my friend
Then pop that call you run til you run and hit a dead end
Now let me tell you the story the bullet hiting your body
CLICK CLACK POW!! your body is on the ground G
Now the story lets come back to the song im writing about you
Im you like your Hilroy,I got 4 pages on you boy
Now let me tell you what the poeples thinks about you
Everybody thinks your just a cocky,mocky,pussy fucking queer ass
Why do u u have so much enemys busta
They all wanna your face grind it against the cement like you a cement crusha
Dude your just a lil pretty boy,thats why im writin on you like you
Fuck you punk fuck you chump
Let me go one on one on you and see if i dont you up
You never saw me off right to my top
Nobody saw me but if i have my milimity with me it will get cock'd
to the top,get pop'd,right to you heart
Fuck the Ski Mask,Fuck the Top Boots,Fuck the Ruber Grip
I got brown hair,brown eye's im 6 sum feet tall and i got a

(CHRORUS)
Now get out of the way from my busta
Me and crew will take a nine and yea
We dont if we go to prison,now sit on your ass and listen
CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I told you to listen,now you see gunen
Leave my gurls alone and i'll you be
If you dont wanna leave them be,its be easy as 1,2 and 3 (GUNSHOT)

Now listen Busta,I hope you know your get hurt a day or another
you fuck'd with the wrong man and fuck'd with the wrong crew,alright man
Just giving you a notice,cause you infront of me looking at foolish
Put that smile and give me a C upside down
Cause you'll get a day or another motherfucker
You still practicing every fucking day
Dam man i once a month and i still beat you at it
So grab your ball and jump soul and go work out your soul out
You see i never work out and i can go all out
Get it your mind you never gona do NBA
You too short,too cocky,too sissy and way to lossa
So grab your Jordan 20's and i'll grab my nine
Lets see prettyer on court sissy
If ever you get foul'd and u your knee
Dont its me im on your team dumby
Or maby i did a dealy with the guy on the other
Slide a couple 20's his jersey and he did it for me
Dont take it personaly look you did to me
Stay with the longest you can please
So you cant come and barge me and my gurl again u fagetty
If i get a chicky and you do to me againy
Dam dog you fucking run
For your fucking life i have a GUN
dont ever do that again cause you'll get slice
And my ass will get charge 25 for life
I dont want to life if i get life to life i wanna see the the light
At the end of the tunel but you be 6 feet under ground in a canel
Dead yard dead with a stone saying R.I.H fucking snake
R to the rest I to the in H to the hell im gona that bell
Wake up tell him there's Mat with a L going to hell
You better this song a 5 not a 1 if u rate a 1 RUN!
Cause my gun cry's to see sun and my cry's to see blood
So this was a good bed time story for the baby's i got it Git R
Be ready for part two im working on it its called You Run
O look at the is slepping lets wake him up with a newsflash
CLICK-CLICK-POW good Mat

Stephane Lacroix old
June 27th 2006 2:18am
Saturday September 2nd 2006