Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Violate

How many, how many that shit
Six Mafia, Frasier boy
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, goin' down
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Ya know I'm sayin'
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A lot of we use the word bitch
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That 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 foot up they ass,
Foot up ass, what
If these actin' bad
Put ya up they ass, yep
up they 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 ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, violate me"
that ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, don't me"
that ho, "Don't violate me"
"Ho, violate me"

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

It ain't nothin' behind yo mugs but some fuckin' hugs
Y'all niggas nicer than and fuckin' ladybugs
Y'all shakin' like booties up in tha strip club
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 will stand on you niggas, I you knew we pulled triggers
So why you testin' me bitches? You must be ta get stitches
All on yo a cold dead, for fuckin' with pimpin'

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

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

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

See I'm quick the pistols, shootin' at niggas
If I catch you slippin' then I'm gonna get you
I gone miss ya, I'm jus gone split ya
No evidence, witnesses, no

Talk that shit bro, you I'mma get you
Hit you in the with the tip of the pistol
Yeah, I do it big, I'm playin' wit yo sista
Eskamo leave yo fro in a blizzard

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

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

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

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