Luyện nghe bài hát Drag Em 'n' Tha River

You fake cheerleadin' bitch! you want a nigga me to beware, ha?
I'ma you some spokes right now, you bitch you

Take them out his head yella

[chorus-yella &

I'ma drag him tha river dump his body in chuck's yard
Leavin' a note around his neck bad ass yella boy
Oooooh he wants some? ain't that
You a hoe
You a hoe
See I'm from the 3 and I don't a fuck
And I you thought I wouldn't be back but you can't keep me down
Don't forget about the u and the cash clowns

verse-yella]
I'm from the 3 and I don't a fuck, for the record
again it's mystikal with the chuck's
I'm back up on the scene with the 2 like a
Get in so much war I think I straighter a sniper
you bitch, are you ready for the drama?
Told your hoe ass people hoe don't run I'll kill
If I catch ya wit your down i'ma do ya
Once upon a time I up the roof and the cruiser

[2nd

I be the jack of all trades don't me splizit, your fuckin' head
The I mean the king , I mean he learned many trades
Comin' to get'cha round the pen, ready to unwrap your
Gay blade, now what'cha wanna do? my nuts you can
Because told me you wanted to battle
Told em you scaddattle
You ain't bout no b-1 show, don't make me bust you up
Braids that'll fly up from the roundhouse socks, that
Now go in my shirt you hoe, up in my polo

[3rd

Stop playin' with me, stop playin' with me bitch, playin' with me
I'm like the b.g.'z I'm gat
By this time it's the bulldog smokin'
I they catch and chop ya down, tear ya ass apart
Thrash all the swine touch down your brains on the
I the gat spell it backwards,
That's I do up on that ass ya bitch I'm not an actor
I'm dumpin' on ya fake punk wannabe
I warned ya too many to watch the bloody tragedy
I got the diamonds to the bauds, twinkle up golds
Now spin the bin, in the turtleneck polo 'cause I don't
Fuck what you sayin' about
I'm tired of tellin' you that I'm a nigga,
Stop

[4th

I'm in the front room, in the whirlaround, the brown
Are you capable? all of a sudden, um...
I had to pop em, I had to pop em
I top em all and is what I need
Hollow tips in the clips to make your ass bleed
I'ma drop this with the braids off see
I'ma dump his in chuck's yard, unlv
I told mr. cheerleader not to fuck with me
I told ya to keep my fuckin' name out ya mouth
You didn't do it now it's time to take ass out

[5th

I lowdown and dirty with the dirty 30
Because I'm in your plus my nose dirty
I'm into chuck's house, the bad luck
As I the bin with speed, it's too late to duck
I'm like jim harbaugh, on a hot marlboro
I'm strictly with that and comin' to down ya far
Why did I ask would I please leave ya ya see?
I caught my enemies slippin' groceries
I waits behind the mailbox an old drunkard,
As archie bunker, comfortable? you you
You see I walk by, I ride by, I by too
I got's to a 45 and a ap-9 too

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