Luyện nghe bài hát Come And Catch Me

Wussup it, nigga? (It's how I do things)
South! (You know you fucked up, right?)
Aye yo, tha police!!
And you snitchy azz niggas!!
You know it is!! (Matta a fact)
Aye yo nigga! (You whudd?!)
my dick!!

Yeah I dope, come and catch me nigga (What!!)
I do it fo' my folks, come and catch me (Yuh!!)
Damn right I glocks, come and catch me nigga (What!!)
I still won't stop if you me, nigga (Let's Goooo!!)
Yeah I sell dope, come and me nigga (What!!)
I do it fo' my folks, and catch me nigga
Damn right I took glocks, come and catch me (What!!)
I still won't stop if you catch me, (C'monnn!)

1: All Star]
I been fronted, if I got it - then I bought it
Nigga, certified hustle-a, neva caughted (Yuh!)
and trappin' got me stackin' up these bucks
Nigga, I was grindin' hard when Warren was with (The Bucks) (Oooooowwhh)
Nigga, we can git it crackin', really I don't give a
Scrap' and cherk Buck Like, "Let's go hit 'em up!"
tha -A- to Cashville, G-Unit, G's up
And we talk to much to eva-eva freeze up (Holla!)
a hammer on my waist, a banana on tha cake
I'm just happy to see 21 candals on tha
And if I'm eva bad, it's a bandana on my face
I'll stomp bitch, I don't give a damn 'bout a (Fuck!)

[Verse 2: Lil
Yo.. (Aye..)
See, I give a fuck if he know, you know
I'll blunt in front of tha police like it's legal (C'mon!!)
Stand on tha car screaming "Fuck tha people!"
Man dem hear me, then can git it like we do (Yeeaaah!!)
Perp for tha low, fo' you roll
Gotta go and hustle, 'cause my on low
Got a couplah niggas dat's gon' em O's
It was born in my blood, I'm gon pimp em (Fo' Sho'!!)
When you see me in tha street, yeah I did it fo' tha ho'
Now on my time, I'm do it fo' my daughter tho
Even if I to rob and lay a nigga on tha flo' (Aye, Aye)
You don't want no problems - just gimme what I fo' (G-Uniit!!)

[Verse 3: Young
Posted up, on dis corna whateva
My chin-chilla covas, on my sweata (Yeah!!)
On and Thursdays they say tha vikes rollin'
We see 'em ride by, but we act like we don't 'em
They know they we ain't gone, see dis is our (What!!)
We these bandanas, not 'cause they look good (Fo' Real!)
Let's do dis fo' big it, them niggas in the pen
Tha dat won't neva see these fuckin' streets again (Yeaaah!!)
So fuck tha D.E.A. and tha F.B.I.
We traffican' dis shit, up tha day we die (Bu-bu-bu-buck!)
Some say I'm out my mind, I say I'm about my (What!!)
Dat's why when I tell 'em I a phantom
They know dat I lyin' (Aye!!)

Niggas know it is!
Straight up, on some real shiit,
I got public service work to do,
Yeahh!!!
Aye yo 50!!
Aye yo nigga!
You told me what dem {?} do
Now I see mean
tha police!!
Haha..
Yeah nigga, South!!
Yeo!!