Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Whatever

1]
Fatiuged up full of dope ready for war
Me and Mark wit K's yo station up
Baggin' that kill shooting at anythang that's
Wit a hundred rounds..so u know gonna be a killin'
Better stake yo-self in a we can't see
Ramble at night in the evenin' we
Bout whateva nigga niggas like a season
Duct body snatchin niggas for any reasons
You best believe real
We too hot and to kill
Now (?) low as they we get it how we live
Turn the (?) spittin' witnesses and all
Ain't no choppers gone set it off
Lil' Wayne that funky shit
Leave nigga fire if out of line get rid of
The.....Magnolia is I be
a soulja I leave a nigga stain
messin' fo

(chorus)

1(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout u want we can do it
2(Wayne)--Triggas I ain't and yo station run through it
3(Turk) whateva u bout nigga all day and all night
4(Wayne)--Look here man I ain't to lose my life

*(Turk) --Bout u bout whateva u want we can do it
*(Wayne)--Triggas I and yo station I'mma run through it
*(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout nigga all day and all
5(Wayne)--It don't matter I ain't scared to lose my

2]
The head busta
Eliminating niggas like
shots I release hit yo block head bustin'
Turk and Wayne the youngest of the with the ride
I represent til I die thats no lie
Infered chest head shots I'm givin'
Bullets flippin and still but nothing but gun when u slippin'
And yo body hot shit you drop nigga
Hit yo block in the jag wit the top nigga
Soulja rags wit black bows I out
Two times a hot boy wit' two in my mouth
five we cocked back always ready for beef
Still got niggas on my side who gone wit me
I hope u bout I'm bout 'cause if not ya all in
I be in colors A-K sex and ten
No heisitation in my blood
Killin' still no thang and I put it on yo mind

(Chorus)

Turk's line 1
Repeat Wayne's 2
Repeat Turk's 3
(Wayne)--It don't matter I ain't scared to my life

(Repeat again)

3]
I let'em sagg strap automatics fully loaded
Gloc's wit' 17 for the haters is why I tote it...never
I'm sobber I stay on my shit
Nigga want wit me...I ..ee..jack on that bitch
Bout that 17 nigga I'm thuggin
Nigga me get licked out like a ruggin'
I.......discharge a hoe
Nigga fall like ceaser to the morge is they go
i ain't no hoe for you niggas that know
I pack the A-K and the fuckin' fo..fo I let'em
You get hit you out
Head shots thats what I'm givin' be all out
You fall out when they hear about you
I release, release the whole not few
Nigga you through u fuckin wit' me
Lil the H-B from the U-P-T

(chorus)

Turk's line 1
Repeat line 2
Repeat line 3
(Wayne)--It don't matter I ain't scared to lose my

(Repeat first three over)



*(Wayne)--Look here man I ain't scared to lose my

(Repeat the last 4 lines again)

Nigga...(what)...(what)

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