Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Violate

How many, how many talk shit
Six Mafia, Frasier boy
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's goin'
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Ya know what I'm
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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 up they ass, what
Foot up they ass,
If these actin' bad
Put ya up they ass, yep
up they ass, what
Foot up ass, what
If these actin' bad
Put ya foot up ass, yep

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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