Luyện nghe bài hát Bogus Mayn

Can't to be bogus mayyyynnnnn!
Comin' from the
We hollarin'
Can't to be bogus mayyyynnnnn!
from the C-H-I
We hollarin'

Verse

I know 'bout y'all
Betta best be for mine
givin up that
Phatter game now he turned a tricky
so comin' handy
your mind
I'm down with 4 down to who provoke
Talkin' 'bout ho
slankin' ho
Sip con boom(????)
I'm up
got they side up
Wasn't for they hood mayn
throw side up
Through original
the souls lead
they no business
Stayin like a ???????
With power No Limit
Peep the town
we Conflict
for
to give it up
or get ass cut
they send off buckwild
From the suburbs to the public
This no mouthin'
The middle mobs in
and visit

Verse

help it I'm bogus
Feel like my worst up
danger one in the chamber
Strangers in the
thought from within a nigga wanna hang ya
It's to hold my ground
I'm for mine niggas around the way-a
In every hood spray-a lay-a down straight fuckin neighbors
I was born to go for
upon blayzin' hay up
I was gettin buckwild an all up crowd
It this time no break
A window shattered grabbed my matic havoc
no
Lay ya before I lay ya ya
wanna be ya see ya later
Let'em come out these are perpatrators
Because a nigga had to ya
Bend 'em up like a stapler
My straight takin' humanity
You mad at me
You gonna get bucked givin a fuck whats up
you gon' do
Can't help it to be

Verse 3:

I tried to change my from all this bullshit
This motherfucker comin' they click
me what they gon' do bitch
You aint gonna be spookin' me time
You aint gonna my damn line
Niggas stupid and gon' do no shit and
get the flict up mine
y'all was kickin' ass
But you know we had to bring
this fun
Got us this gangbangin' shit
but they don't none
We the psychotic bangotic
human hypnotic you consider bitch
We it and got it
Roll 8 thick we on the hard
4 4 down ass broads
Before niggas shit
we his whole mob
Dropped is he got
So I shot gat popped
mob, nigga, fuck, kill'em
that cap peeler

Verse 4:

Wanna see these blows
Waitin on some to kick up
up on one of these bitches, niggas
up'em
If it my click you can die
No shame in my
We to sell
Fuck the jail up
B's up betta up
And a nigga I be trippin' I be slippin'
comin' atchya with a big ol' pull pump
it aint no mo'
toe to toe let'em know how niggas gonna throw
rest it you dead
1-2-3-4-5 on your
Knockin' it down if a nigga could wheneva' a nigga
treat a nigga no
Get rolled, fold, hang'em
Nigga hit the break yo' self
Go on block, Ha
Sell the dope that finna make your stop
Motherfuck that he should a had his strap
Ride off fell that real funk
Don't sit equip' let rip on the script
I down with click with the click
with the flict
Can't with this
rushin', no touchin
bustin' shit