Luyện nghe bài hát F**k Ya Life

[feat.

Try to stop mines growing
I'll make blood stop flowing
1:]
I wet the entire block then I broke off
the [?] Russian sickle Nikolai Volkoff
I ain't never met a that was so soft
I remain fire like folk who turn their stove off
And I still cousin with a flawless fervor
I got money and catch like Roethlisberger
And y'all are Dennis Dixon, that's just something
I need prescription, I got a pen addiction
I got a shorty now but the ex was Christian
She ain't the godliness of my position
Anybody who family is opposition
The M9 got a big nose, Scottie
Vinnie on the Goose, god hit this marley
My hands running out of fingers, Vince Lombardi
I got a tat offensive to Victor Charlie
I a bitch, I don't sweat it, this ain't a Christmas party

Try to stop mines from
I'll your blood stop flowing
Fuck your
Try to stop mines growing
I'll make your stop flowing
Fuck your
Try to stop mines from
make your blood stop flowing
Fuck life
Try to stop mines growing
I'll your blood stop flowing
Fuck your
2:]
I make blood money with flecks of splatter
It's drug money, the of it doesn't matter
All the and death is what gives it the X factor
A lot of and sweat goes into the trespassers
I kill swiftly, I like to take quickly
I take a pint of blood and make moonshine
I like to keep the 911 lines
I a fun time in a crime-ridden city
All the blood we use is worth every bump and bruise
Once the hunt pursues we on the Onion News
I don't run from the I start [?]
We wet you up, no on duty
Then I'm a bar or a
Then I'm a beauty watching hardcore nudity
Had to ditch the that think we're dating exclusively
The old grey mare she ain't what she to be

Try to stop from growing
I'll make your blood stop
Fuck your
Try to stop from growing
I'll make blood stop flowing
Fuck your
Try to mines from growing
I'll make blood stop flowing
your life
Try to stop mines from
I'll your blood stop flowing
your life
3:]
I'm last line of coke that you see on the mirror
Take your last sniff, now you think you seeing clearer
I'm the nigga that's you waiting to get paid
I'm that hard-assed dick that's to get laid
I'm Pumas that you rock that was made out of suede
You the nigga came to cop and got caught in the
I'm the that lies within the king cobra's core
That new blood through the enemy's soul
The of life, the ills of men
John Gacy, Charlie Manson, killing again
I'm released from the penitent, mind militant
Bombs underneath the tent, basmala I
Sent to Earth from a distant
I am no contradiction, far from a
Freddy in the booth bring nightmares to
World War 3, I'm by JMT

Try to mines from growing
I'll your blood stop flowing
Fuck life
Try to stop mines growing
I'll your blood stop flowing
Fuck life
Try to stop from growing
I'll make your blood flowing
your life
Try to stop mines growing
I'll make blood stop flowing
Fuck life