Luyện nghe bài hát Confront Ya Babe

I gotta see how that sound but I got it
I'ma come in wit it Dipset, uh

If there's a to confront ya babe
I'll let the nina come punch ya babe,
Fur beavers, big blunts and
gang, Byrd gang, ow

If there's a need to ya babe
I'll let the nina come punch ya babe,
Fur beavers, big blunts and
Byrd gang, gang, ow

Nigga, leave you bleedin' on ya door slot
Max B look like Derek on the short stop, uh
I'll put the heater to ya spot
Waive the and make ya Adidas do the short stop, uh

You want it with me B
Dickie under the heat and the mean V
Bend ya main bitches over, 'em the wee wee
Big gun up in ya face 3D, uh

I'll put the thing near ya ear, let it bang ya ear
Fivic crew haters linger in the air
Clothes fit right like the finger in ya
week hit anger in the rear

Jim came he gave me the chain
And couple of in my ear
Now the bird swingin' off the
Tre pound tucked, bitch, I don't give a fuck,

If there's a to confront ya babe
I'll let the nina come ya babe, Dipset
Fur beavers, big and things
gang, Byrd gang, ow

If a need to confront ya babe
let the nina come punch ya babe, Dipset
Fur beavers, big blunts and
Byrd gang, gang, ow

Shit, I treats game like it's '88
Nauti' sweats no hopped out the range with the paper plates
Hopped on the plane with the bathing
off the plane to see the hatian face so pound nigga, sa pa say

We gangsta rappin', dough from this violence, east side
I'm talkin' G4's blowin' smoke from the piolet, purple
I that flight 'cause it was lookin' kinda rainy
Now I'm known to the goons out
Like that nigga Chaney, Goonies

Or catch me up on the hill in the doing 80, dimelo
Till the police pulled me over and the smelled all hazy
you know about that cash get you thrown up in the trash
I'll put a gun up in ya mouth and have you it out yo ass

Blunt up in my mouth blowin' out the
you how to stunt, pockets loaded with the cash
Show you how to dump, semi loaded to blast
I'll roll up on you chumps I got this whole shit in a

If there's a to confront ya babe
let the nina come punch ya babe, Dipset
Fur beavers, big and things
Byrd gang, gang, ow

If there's a to confront ya babe
let the nina come punch ya babe, Dipset
Fur beavers, big and things
Byrd gang, gang, ow

Yo now when I'm cruisin' Harlem I get my bunky charn on
Gotta dunny dunk broad a dunky dunk car
I get all chronic straight from them honky tonk guys
You junior muthafuckas I'm donkey don

I left Jacob and he got me chunky on arm
Now I'm on my way to go a dunky don bong
I brought da band out and I ain't talkin' Puffy Combs
Dem drums turn into guns brump ba bump, bump

Now ya mind out ya
You I got the nine in the party I was high in it prolly
Doggy, I put the kam in the you need it pa
Holla I might go guide you, it's the guy

Call me cardan tho, been dem, bust, if, ain't
We ain't with the village fags nah, we on Ave.
You mad, go get ya dad, you fag, you fit for
And that nina'll bump you, or if it's a I confront you, fucker

If there's a need to ya babe
I'll let the nina punch ya babe, Dipset
Fur beavers, big blunts and
gang, Byrd gang, ow

If a need to confront ya babe
let the nina come punch ya babe, Dipset
Fur beavers, big and things
Byrd gang, gang, ow

If there's a to confront ya babe
I'll let the nina come ya babe, Dipset
Fur beavers, big blunts and
Byrd gang, gang, ow

If there's a to confront ya babe
I'll let the nina come punch ya babe,
Fur beavers, big blunts and
Byrd gang, gang, ow