Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Go Wrong

The reason that I'm here, drop 'til it's clear
Let all, G'z to front, middle and
Switches couldn't switch like these a day
Just to sit and sippin' and all over the ways

That they and chairs, dis on this years
Cokes drippin' off and gins
As a matter of fact, takes mathical
And you can't de-grate, y'all get played a sax

Trumpet to
Too shotty Young Gotti, millennium
If she raggedly, I'm sendin' 'em
Puttin' 10 in the chrome, all killin' it's on

It don't quit, it stop
Let the beat knock, knock
up at the spot, pull up at the spot, in a drop top
Gettin' I got, I just

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood
Don't give a damn on the real, I say what I feel
No matter whatchu say, I'll never stop my style way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

Kurupt, up

I'ma drop 'til clear
And these re-beams and pumps is time
C-notes, the, 'Magnificent Magneto'
Dippin' through, like ay

Don't nothin' less, these gleam on the tray
All and all day, it's the best in a 2001 S S
It's the prince of the West, I ain't tryna do
Tryna do too much, I ain't even really

just me, Snoopy and Quik and someone like you
Wit' the biggest to put a dick in
Most of y'all malfunction like faulty
Shifted, drifted, different, up

Young Gotti, just call me fall beaty
With the skirts from Tahiti workin' at the
With young Roscoe, you in high school
I just tuck my Roscoe, fossils, colossal, I

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood
Don't a damn on the real, I say just what I feel
No matter whatchu say, I'll stop my bust style way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

Yes, 1, 2, fuck wit' my
And we won't stop 'til ya body turn blue
3, 4, look at whore with the fat ass
But without the cash, hit the

The reason that I'm here, Kurupt done the beer
lush, lookin' fo' the cush, lookin'
Fo' the to push and mush back
I'll the ho if she ain't been needin' a Dusch bag

No, must've been the Gucci, wit' hair that's back
In a bun lookin' fun gettin' silly, my celly from Billy
Brought to you by way or two
We in and out of the place, our two guns

Notice, see the Q U I, Pound collabo', yup
We stab hoes in the bladder actin' bad wit' the mad
Get out, yeah, look here, we started pussy shit, no shit
And these the mothafuckin' hoes we get,

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my hood songs
Don't a damn on the real, I say just what I feel
No matter say, I'll never stop my bust style way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my hood songs
Don't give a damn on the real, I say just I feel
No matter whatchu say, never stop my bust style way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

{Aight, y'all this a public service announcement
From Mr. X to tha mothafuckin' Z
My homeboy Kurupt, to all you half ass mothafuckas around
Pussy ass niggas, tryin' to see up wit my homeboy}

see what's up wit me, nigga is he this, is he that
Nigga I'm a killa and it's like this nigga
If I had a doller fo' every time you ass niggas
Came and didn't do shit, I'll be a billionaire right now
Put up or shut up mothafuckas, like this, it's on, onsite}