Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Fuck With Us

We keep it hoppin' like the cars with the
We spittin' heat on your
We new to the game, but the spot
Numbin' knot with baselines that'll make ya neck break

This rook'll take your and put ya king in checkmate
Open your without makin' ya meditate
We real champs, just featherweight
to get it straight, I push your wig back
Crew loaded up extra bread like a Big Mac

Beefin' with us? We're leavin' you face
Stompin' bitch rappers I'm straight outta A-Town
Runnin' the playground like it was a meet
Shoes on the whip that be bigger than Shaq's

We into big things, account's overgrown
All of cheese, swiss, cheddar, provolone
Guaranteed to burn wax like
Track hittin' hard to the head like shots of Daniels

Y'all, bitch crews, wanna fuck with us
Y'all to lose, another one bites the dust
Y'all, bitch crews, wanna fuck with us
Y'all to lose, another one bites the dust

It's Trademark the truth, back, aloof
I'm God, as if you needed proof
You hard I can see it on you, I need a roof
Fuck a droptop, if I'm creepin' on you

Click-clack nickel knickknacks if you got heaters on you
Spittin' back live rounders, with pounders
If we meetin' on two, I put a on you
Your sound's tired buddy, that's why I'm on you

We lean back in the ride, with stackin' the rawhide
The sound of God with a raw vibe
Straight military camel clothes ash boots
So sick, I've been handlin'

Since enamel was tooth and branded by low
You fuck like Eskimo hoes at 7 below
You slow, you be the last to
My hands more fuckin' dirt than bathroom sinks

Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck us
Y'all bound to lose, another one the dust
Y'all, bitch crews, wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose, one bites the dust

I got punks, dumps and switches, dump chumpses
We feed you to the sharks, you can sleep with the
Clean you like but I ain't no busboy
You family, you ain't earnin' my trust boy

Seen too many that'll double cross ya
We more drama than the Laker roster
Get the click pissed, ain't can save ya
Throw heat without lookin' Fernando Valenzuela

Marc the name, the rest of you lame
I'm ego drivin', seen with different women, every size and
I refine my by fuckin' famous bitches
But it's all the same, just ex to the next

For sex or brain, or Mrs
or not, my game don't stop
It's cars bonds and stocks you ain't see my flow
Y'all are small-time suckers like a hoe

Y'all, bitch crews, wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose, another one the dust
Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna with us
Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the