Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Violate

How many, how many talk that
Three Six Mafia, boy
(How, how many, how many talk shit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, goin' down
(How, how many, how many talk shit)
Ya know what I'm
(How, how many, how many talk shit)

A lot of times we use the word
(How, how many, how many talk shit)
That goes for and hoes, whoever violate
(How, how many, how many talk shit)
Get in yo face with that bullshit, what ya do
(How, how many, how many that shit)

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

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

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

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

I playin' wit you niggas, I'll put my hands on you niggas
My foot will on you niggas, I thought you knew we pulled triggers
So why you testin' me bitches? You be tryin' ta get stitches
All on yo forhead a dead, for fuckin' with pimpin'

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

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

Tell 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 ho, "Don't violate 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 miss ya, I'm jus gone split ya
No evidence, witnesses, no

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

Pick his ass up, him off on his last breath
with 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
they hataz now my hataz, if you want it beef is on
Most of y'all been hos, of my boy 10 toes
Leave his ass in the past, like nintendo

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

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