Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Music

This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they to do shit

The of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass
And movement of people actin' stupid

I to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and like Boone's Farm
Hidin' under as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid thief that'll steal his own moms

Connivin' Kon, Artis with a
to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on"
A that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank
Rollin' a bank, cops see me and faint

It's drastic, I'm my limit of coke
I think I'll up my high by slittin' your
Push your baby carriage into the street 'til it's meat
Your mens beat the minute I step onto your street
This is fight

You know why my hands are so No
'Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I come, oh
Smacked this whore for crap, bitch
So what if she's handicapped, the said Bizarre couldn't rap

I fuckin' hate you, I'll your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre videotapes you, yeah
Satan done got me on song
a hot dog readin' the Holy Quran while I'm on the John

Tired of this yellow thong
it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs, thong, thong, thong
Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your
Now go over there and up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love songs

This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't it
just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The type of that causes mass confusion
And movement of people actin' stupid

Just who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm King Kong, guns you to kingdom come
Show you machine gun
Sixteen m-16's and one pump,

The in my paw, shove it in your jaw
Have you runnin' out this fuckin' club in your
We lovin' the broads, there's nothin' to
But it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's fight music

I'm a nigga that loves
And won't hesitate to sock you for swollen knuckles
I'm like that, a nigga like bear traps
Blow his head back right in front of the sayin', "You hear that?"

I slap your freak, bump you and won't
If you step on my feet, you get in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talkin', back and fucked up
His pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin, fight music

These beads I'm swingin' is 'em
See all these niggaz? I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any nigga too hard, we Rodney King 'n 'em
Malice green to them and gasolinin' 'em with

Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or it at 'em
up a picture of his family and kick it at him
Blast you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
Fuck fight music, bitch is losin' your life music

If I could capture the of today's youth and bottle it
the glass from my bare hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the faces of you
And hypocrites who think the shit but don't say shit

You Liberace's, Versace's and you
me 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat
You motherfuckers wanna me 'cause you're not me
You'll never stop me, I'm top as you pop me

I came to these new generations of babies
From parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're
To grow to praise me, I'm 'em go crazy
That's how I got this whole to embrace me

And you if you think I'ma admit wrong
I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm on
And song is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to to and it's called

This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit
you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms
Just refuse they asked to do shit

The type of shit you don't have to ask who produced it
You just that's the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, it's music