Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Violate

How many, how talk that shit
Six Mafia, Frasier boy
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's goin'
(How, how many, how many talk shit)
Ya what I'm sayin'
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A lot of we use the word bitch
(How, how many, how talk that shit)
goes for niggas and hoes, whoever violate
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Get in yo face with that bullshit, what ya do
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Put ya up they ass, what
Foot up ass, what
If these actin' bad
Put ya foot up ass, yep
Foot up ass, what
Foot up ass, what
If bitches actin' bad
Put ya foot up ass, yep

that ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, violate me"
Tell that ho, "Don't me"
"Ho, violate me"
Tell that ho, "Don't me"
"Ho, violate me"
that ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, violate me"

Now niggas man they tryna copy, Three Six but they too
boys some fakers, nothin' but carbon copies
When we step off in tha club, niggas play dead
of raps and all that bullshit that they said

It ain't behind yo mugs but some mutha fuckin' hugs
Y'all nicer than grandmas and fuckin' ladybugs
Y'all haters shakin' like booties up in tha strip
I'll cut head off like Al Qaeda in this bitch what

I ain't playin' wit you niggas, I'll put my on you niggas
My foot stand on you niggas, I thought you knew we pulled triggers
So why you testin' me bitches? You must be ta get stitches
All on yo forhead a cold dead, for fuckin' with

I'll take the back of a gun, hit you you ta run
Split you two fuckin' halves, you mad runnin' yo tounge
I ain't no ho that be likin', bustin' and fightin' and
I'm like a titan, tacklin' bringin' the lightin', bitch

Put ya foot up they ass,
Foot up they ass,
If these actin' bad
Put ya foot up ass, yep
Foot up ass, what
up they ass, what
If these bitches bad
Put ya foot up ass, yep

Tell that ho, "Don't me"
"Ho, violate me"
that ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, violate me"
that ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, don't me"
Tell that ho, "Don't me"
"Ho, don't me"

See I'm quick with the pistols, shootin' at
If I catch you slippin' then I'm gonna get you
I ain't gone miss ya, I'm jus gone ya
No evidence, witnesses, no

Talk that shit bro, told you get you
Hit you in the head the tip of the pistol
Yeah, I do it big, shit I'm playin' wit yo
Like Eskamo yo fro in a blizzard

Pick his ass up, drop him off on his breath
Fuckin' with that hypnotize, you gone a fast death
Real niggas yeah, we is, you can and find out
Fuck with us anyday, I can show you what a bout

Six got me on, now I have to keep a tone
'Cuz hataz now my hataz, if you want it beef is on
Most of y'all hos, afraid of my boy 10 toes
his ass in the past, nigga like nintendo

Put ya up they ass, what
Foot up ass, what
If these actin' bad
Put ya foot up ass, yep
Foot up ass, what
Foot up they ass,
If bitches actin' bad
Put ya foot up ass, yep

Tell that ho, "Don't me"
"Ho, don't me"
Tell that ho, "Don't me"
"Ho, violate me"
Tell that ho, "Don't me"
"Ho, violate me"
that ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, violate me"