Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch I Aint Scared

Bitch I Aint

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

(VERSE 1)
Let me tell you about now
Everytime i get a gurl hes around
to get down,and to bonce her up and down
Let me show how i fell now,look at the i wrote down
Eeny meens miney mo catch mofucka by the toe
If we let him go,that mean hole,Click.Clack,Pow!!
Mofucka down we dont fuck around we B&W and Cripz now
or Black&White we dont care cause were always tight
We can spite out rhymes could blow your mind
We can cock trigure and call you run
We can make your funural arrengment for
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 arrengments at 9:09 is better for me and my tribe
Cause we have to think about YOU!!,we dont have to make a gun go POOF!!
And you'd get the to meet *PROOF!!*,up there i mean higher then the ROOF!!
Now go and do your and take your protein shakes
I dont care if your biger then me,My nine can blow bottles of protein
I aint scared of you G you can come to my and call me a pussy
I'll at your ass a nine will get blast
Cause i aint of a protein drinker and a Tuna eater
Cause i do the same busta,i get my protein 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 will take a nine and yea
We dont care if we go to prison,now sit on your ass and
CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I you to listen,now you see your gunen
Leave my alone and i'll 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 cuddle straight ass
Im telling you man your a fake ass creatine man
Running around like colaide man,saying i got arms like popey
But we got guns size of arms
You just that you met me
If it of been a me,you would never met a chicky
If you think of it,every chick you it i started it
you dig'd it
Steph you it
Olivia you it
But every you dig'd it
You stold from a person you called bestfriend
But i called them fucking jelous peice of shit you heard bitch but then
Do you know what i say to them,i say say hello to my little my
Then pop that trigure you run til you run and hit a dead end
Now let me you the story with the bullet hiting your body
CLICK CLACK POW!! your body is on the ground G
Now fuck the story lets come 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 just 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 you a cement crusha
Dude your a lil pretty boy,thats why im writin on you like you Hilroy
Fuck you punk pussy fuck you
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 nine milimity me it will get cock'd
to the top,get pop'd,right to you heart
Fuck the Ski Mask,Fuck the Hard Top Boots,Fuck the Grip
I got hair,brown eye's im 6 sum feet tall and i got a dick

(CHRORUS)
Now get out of the way my face busta
Me and will take a nine and blast yea
We dont 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 alone and i'll leave you be
If you dont wanna leave them be,its gona be as 1,2 and 3 (GUNSHOT)

Now listen Busta,I you know your gona get hurt a day or another
Cause you with the wrong man and fuck'd with the wrong crew,alright man
giving you a notice,cause you passing infront of me looking at foolish
Put that smile down and give me a C down
Cause get hurt a day or another motherfucker
You still practicing basket every day
Dam man i practice once a month and i still you at it
So grab your ball and jump soul and go work out your soul out
You see i never out and i can still go all out
Get it thru your you never gona do NBA
You too short,too cocky,too sissy and way to lossa
So your Jordan 20's and i'll grab my nine milimity
Lets see who's on court sissy
If ever you get foul'd and u break knee
Dont think its me im on team dumby
Or maby i did a dealy the guy on the other teamy
Slide a 20's under his jersey and he did it for me
Dont it personaly look what you did to me
with olivia the longest you can please
So you cant come and barge into me and my 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 ever do that again cause you'll get slice
And my ass will get charge 25 for life
I dont life to life if i get life to life i wanna see the the light
At the end of the but you gona be 6 feet under ground in a canel
Dead grave yard dead with a stone saying R.I.H snake
R to the rest I to the in H to the hell im gona ring bell
Wake up Satan tell him there's Mat 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 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 lets wake him up with a newsflash
CLICK-CLICK-POW night Mat

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