Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Fuck With Us

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

This take your queen and put ya king in checkmate
Open your mind without makin' ya
We real champs, y'all just
Time to get it straight, I your wig back
Crew loaded up with extra like a Big Mac

Beefin' with us? leavin' you face down
Stompin' bitch rappers like I'm straight A-Town
Runnin' the like it was a track meet
Shoes on the whip that be bigger than feet

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

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

It's the truth, laid back, aloof
I'm God, as if you needed proof
You ain't hard I can see it on you, I need a
Fuck a droptop, crop if I'm 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 back in the ride, with cream stackin' the rawhide
The of God slide with a raw vibe
Straight camel clothes ash brown boots
So sick, I've handlin' flows

Since enamel was gold and branded by low
You cold like Eskimo hoes at 7 below
You slow, you be the to think
My hands seen more fuckin' dirt than sinks

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

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

Seen too bitches that'll double cross ya
We bring more drama than the roster
Get the click pissed, nobody can save ya
Throw heat without like Fernando Valenzuela

Marc Predka's the name, the rest of you
I'm ego drivin', seen with women, every size and frame
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 bars bonds and you ain't see my flow
Y'all are suckers like a knee-high hoe

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