Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Go Wrong

The reason that I'm here, I'ma 'til it's clear
Let all, G'z to front, and rear
couldn't switch like these switches a day
Just to sit and sippin' and dippin' all the ways

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

to trombone
Too Young Gotti, millennium bone
If she raggedly, I'm sendin' 'em
Puttin' 10 in the chrome, lettin' all it's on

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

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

Kurupt, up

I'ma drop 'til it's
And these re-beams and is Vietnam time
C-notes, the, 'Magnificent Magneto'
Dippin' through, comin' ay

Don't expect 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 even really trippin'

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

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

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my hood songs
Don't give a damn on the real, I say just what I
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 poppin' 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
I'ma lush, lookin' fo' the cush,
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 pushed back
In a bun lookin' fun silly, wit' my celly from Billy
to you by way or two buns
We in and out of the place, our two guns

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

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

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

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