Luyện nghe bài hát Comin' to Getcha

The Boss, you

I'm to getcha
(Yeah)
Tonight you sleep creepin' steady but quick
I'm here to 'em that B ain't no petty bitch
You run up, gettin' stuck what was goin' through your mind
When you thought over Boss, you could fuck?
(You could fuck)

So nut up, is I'ma drop fat gun blast
In the in that ass if I find 'em I got 'em
Takin' cover from the killin' and body is
The only motherfuckin' thang I'm
(Yea)
The spunk villain kill ounce by the neck

And it's kept on a ninety tilt
For me and my, diggy D O G's, doin' with ease
Shoulda got with that, niggaz can't fuck wit
(Can't wit deez)
Bitches straight pimpin' ain't no simps, and so the gang simpin'

It's a thang and step to this one how I figure
From six feet deep you push daisies nd that ain't no maybe,
So step in my set and get yo' ass up
When I
(How you comin'?)
I'm comin' to

and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Yo, comin' to get ya

Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha
Yo, comin' to get ya, kick it

There go down the block, got the glock cocked
Here we come rollin' in from the streets
Of the boondocks, mo' than just a little go
Gunnin' punks down then back to the vehicle

Then that's when heads start swellin', you been told
Somebody better fuckin' 'em 'bout the motherfuckin' misfits
Out on that other shit, all out and doin' much dirt on the killin' tip
(Much dirt)
So save the rest for the next

I was born to start trouble so they labelled me a
And if the five-oh step, that's when I another
Twenty askin' punk cop motherfucker
(Yeah)
Don't make your before you think

And fuck the judge, the and the goddamn precinct
So you can see the total
Watch back 'cause the fact is that
is like comin' to get

Runnin' and runnin' and and comin' to getcha
and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Yo, she's to get ya

Now one two, E caught the flu
Funky the style, some say I'm buckwild
But step off and out the Boss
You suckers and crab
(Yo, comin' to getcha)

See, most bitches fit
In the category of a criminal paid
(Yeah)
Where comin' up is
Where nothing's fallin' but the motherfuckin'

And nothing's changed but the
life in the ghetto still ain't gettin' no better
I'm takin' a fo' a knot, throwin' heavy hits
Then you wonder why it's yo' ass I'm comin' to get

'Cause what I got I simply took a crook that takes it to the
Life's already a bitch, me in it
I commence to make dollars and sense, lead
Only evidence, another ditch another dead

If you a homie cap if you play homies
Never homies long anyway, fuck it
See be throwin' for bullshit
That mean on some night

I'll yo' ass out with just one shot
So when you duck from the I won't give a fuck
You shoulda died they hitcha
I'm comin' to

Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha
Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Yo, she's to get ya

Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to
Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Yo, she's to get ya