Luyện nghe bài hát F**k Ya Life

[feat.

Try to stop mines from
I'll make your stop flowing
1:]
I wet the entire block then I broke off
Lift the [?] Russian sickle Volkoff
I ain't met a motherfucker that was so soft
I remain fire folk who ain't turn their stove off
And I still cousin with a flawless fervor
I got and catch cases like Roethlisberger
And y'all are Dixon, that's just something different
I need another prescription, I got a pen
I got a Muslim now but the ex was Christian
She ain't overstand the godliness of my
who ain't family is opposition
The M9 got a big nose, Pippen
Vinnie sipping on the Goose, god hit marley
My hands running out of fingers, young Lombardi
I got a tat offensive similar to Charlie
I meet a bitch, I don't it, this ain't a Christmas party

Try to stop mines from
I'll make blood stop flowing
Fuck your
Try to mines from growing
I'll make your blood stop
Fuck your
Try to mines from growing
I'll make blood stop flowing
Fuck life
Try to mines from growing
I'll make blood stop flowing
your life
2:]
I make blood money with flecks of blood
It's drug money, the of it doesn't matter
All the blood and death is gives it the X factor
A lot of blood and sweat goes the trespassers
I kill swiftly, I to take life quickly
I take a pint of blood and make whiskey
I like to keep the 911 busy
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 ain't on the News
I don't run from the problems I [?]
We wet you up, no on duty
Then I'm a bar or a
Then I'm with a beauty watching hardcore
Had to ditch the bitch that think dating exclusively
The old grey mare she ain't she used to be

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

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