Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Fuck With Us

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

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

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

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

Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck us
bound to lose, another one bites the dust
Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck us
bound 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
a droptop, crop if I'm creepin' on you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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