Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It 2 'Em

Well I'm a fire this shit up like
And let the whole town know what's up with me and Ant
Another nigga turned
He be a rapper, fool stick to the crossfader
Get on the radio and bad-mouth
But you know damn well you can't fuck my crew
Fuck you nigga, tape gets the eject
The pranksta gangsta, I relate
Yeah you Sittin' on Phat, it's your head
They wanted real shit, so bought my tape instead
busta, motherfucker
So up with the kid from the gutter
Fuck around and make Dangerous a sacred
them fake-ass tapes
And you wanna call me
around and have the whole Dangerous Crew at your wake
Nah, I'm a catch you on the night
And jack you for your folk, at a stop
Or rub up on ass at Denny's
And have them Mac-10 shells dropping good and
Now you can keep your punk ass
But how did you go out? You out like a bitch
Now I'm gonna smoke your ass buddha
And all you motherfuckers, I'm a it to ya

Fake ass, busta-ass nigga, I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the like a war
Them mark-ass niggas don't trouble (Repeat 2x)

Goddamn, it's the second
And it seems that done got worse
Now I gotta get bad on a
Not you Banks, but that bitch
Now you should stop and
While I'm to go on a motherfucking mission
Yeah punk, I your tape
And as far as I'm concerned, the was fake
Damn you's a borderline
As far as getting pussy, fool, you dick
Now tell me how sound
like another nigga from Dangerous getting beat down
Now you wanna with me, right?
Toe to toe in the alley in the of the night
And watch me mop ass
And have 'em a chalk line around your bitch ass
But you you ain't careful, trick
on true when you got the burning dick?
But that's how I'm do ya
Fire up the dank, nigga, cause I'm a it to ya

Fake ass, busta-ass nigga, I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the like a war
Them niggas don't want trouble (Repeat 2x)

say "Pooh-Man, why you clowning?"
Cause I'm of my motherfucking surroundings
Fools tried to tame but they
See I'm the gutter, and straight fucking with dank
So I got tried of niggas picking my
So I got smart, and I left punk ass
See all of that's real, I got my
And all my motherfucking bills
So fuck everything say
And the shiesty games those punk motherfuckers
Fat mad at me I got a hit
Stop running mouth, you sorry son of a bitch
And I wanna use your mom for a Late Night Fuck
But I'm out to get my dick sucked
So fuck what you're
When I left the Crew, it was a blessing
And oh brother wait, who the is Banks?
Nobody ya til "Fucking With Dank"
So for all you niggas, ya
Fuck you motherfuckers, cause I'm a it to ya

Fake ass, busta-ass nigga, goddamn I'm glad set it off
Now the like a war
Them mark-ass niggas don't trouble (Repeat til fade)