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 switches a day
Just to sit and and dippin' all over the ways

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

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

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

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

Kurupt, up

I'ma 'til it's clear
And these re-beams and pumps is time
Tossin' C-notes, the, 'Magnificent
Dippin' through, comin' ay

expect nothin' less, these gleam on the tray
All night and all day, it's the best in a S S
the prince of the West, I ain't tryna do much
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 malfunction like faulty
Shifted, drifted, different, up

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

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my hood songs
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

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

The reason that I'm here, Kurupt done bought the
lush, lookin' fo' the cush, lookin'
Fo' the bush to and mush back
I'll hump the ho if she been needin' a Dusch bag

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

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

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

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

{Aight, y'all this a mothafuckin' service announcement
From Mr. X to tha mothafuckin' Z
My homeboy Kurupt, to all you half ass mothafuckas 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
I'm a mothafuckin' killa and it's like this nigga
If I had a doller fo' time you bitch ass niggas
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}