Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch I Aint Scared

Bitch I Aint

(INTRO)
Now let me you a story
a mofucking pussy
You better listen cause story
Its a good bed 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 fell now,look at the rhyme i down
Eeny meens miney mo catch that by the toe
If we dont let him go,that hole,Click.Clack,Pow!!
Mofucka down we fuck around we B&W Bloodz and Cripz now
or Black&White we dont care cause were always tight
We can spite out that could blow your mind
We can cock that and call you run
We can make your arrengment for 9:09
We can pop that trigure and make cry
Whats better for you funural for 9:09,blow your mine or get called run
I think funural arrengments at 9:09 is for me and my tribe
Cause we dont have to think about YOU!!,we dont have to a gun go POOF!!
And you'd get the chance to meet *PROOF!!*,up there i mean then the ROOF!!
Now go and do your and take your protein shakes
I dont care if your then me,My nine can blow bottles of protein shakes
I aint of you G you can come to my face and call me a pussy
I'll laught at your ass a nine will get
Cause i 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 my face busta
Me and crew will take a nine and yea
We care if we go to prison,now sit on your ass and listen
CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I you to listen,now you see your 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 back to that ass playa
Telling every girl hes a cuddle straight ass
Im telling you man your just a fake ass man
Running around colaide man,saying i got arms like popey arms
But we got size of popey arms
You just lucky you met me
If it wouldent of been a me,you would met a chicky
If you think of it,every chick you it i started it
Jenna you it
you trid it
Olivia you it
But every chick you it
You stold then from a you called bestfriend
But i called them fucking jelous peice of shit you heard bitch but then
Do you know i say to them,i say say hello to my little my friend
Then pop that trigure you run til you run and hit a dead end
Now let me tell you the story with the bullet your body
CLACK POW!! your body is on the ground byebye G
Now fuck the lets come back to the song im writing about you
Im using you your Hilroy,I got 4 pages on you boy
Now let me tell you what the other poeples thinks you
Everybody thinks your a cocky,mocky,pussy fucking queer ass playa
Why do u think u have so much busta
They all wanna take your face grind it against the cement like you a cement
Dude just a lil pretty boy,thats why im writin on you like you Hilroy
Fuck you punk fuck you chump
Let me go one on one on you and see if i blast you up
You saw me pissed off right to my top
Nobody saw me but if i have my nine milimity me it will get cock'd
Right to the top,get pop'd,right to you
the Ski Mask,Fuck the Hard Top Boots,Fuck the Ruber Grip
I got brown hair,brown eye's im 6 sum tall and i got a dick

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

Now Busta,I hope you know your gona get hurt a day or another
you fuck'd with the wrong man and fuck'd with the wrong crew,alright man
Just you a notice,cause you passing infront of me looking at foolish
Put that smile down and give me a C down
Cause you'll get a day or another motherfucker
You still basket every fucking day
Dam man i practice once a month and i beat you at it
So grab ball and your jump soul and go work out your soul out
You see i work out and i can still go all out
Get it thru mind you never gona do NBA
You too short,too cocky,too and way to sore lossa
So your Jordan 20's and i'll grab my nine milimity
see who's prettyer on court sissy
If you get foul'd and u break your knee
think its me im on your team dumby
Or maby i did a with the guy on the other teamy
Slide a 20's under his jersey and he did it for me
take it personaly look what you did to me
Stay with the longest you can please
So you cant and barge into me and my gurl again u fagetty
If i get a and you do that to me againy
Dam dog you better run
For your life cause i have a GUN
Motherfucker dont ever do that again cause 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 gona be 6 feet ground in a canel
Dead grave 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 Satan him there's Mat with a L going to hell
You rate this song a 5 not a 1 if u rate a 1 RUN!
Cause my gun cry's to see sun and my bullets to see blood
So this was a bed time story for the baby's i got it Git R Done
Be for part two im working on it its called You Better Run
O look at the baby is slepping lets wake him up a newsflash
good night Mat

Stephane 16years old
Tuesday June 2006 2:18am
Saturday 2nd 2006 10:19pm