Luyện nghe bài hát Flatline

[Intro, repeat each line x4]
fuck his ass up!!!
We his ass up!!!
Now the ambulance!!!
Flatline!!!

1:]
.44 off in my chevy let's fuck his ass up
And if a hata buck let's fuck ass up
I'm skied-masked up whateva is whateva'
I'm watchin' posted mixin' fruits and goose togetha'
I keep that black beretta I call dat my heater
And if you me close just like a bitch man Imma ski cha'
Dem westin twins will meet cha' can greet like a feature
And change up all ya call da Red Cross to treat cha'
The club is off a the crunk they doin' they dance
betta check em' or we gone throw dem hands
Now stomp dat ass watch me bow his ass up
(Aye up!!!!) call the ambulance and now you fucked
Ready to yo ass up and take you on the stretcher
We fucked his ass up I dat God Bless Ya
Yo team hear to help ya do want it wit us
I you that we gangstas let fuck his ass up

2:]
(Flatine!!) his he gone? (Flatline!!!) Lil' dead
(Flatine!!) he a move (Flatline!!) we rocked his dreads
(Flatline!!!) 4 to ya dome (Flatline!!) I cha' wig
grown ass man I don't play wit fuckin' kids
These swear they hard these hoes think they bad
But when it comes to they all act like drags
Sissies punks and yo life is slippin' fast
I you go to heaven Tupac gone kick yo ass
I think you need to breathe I'm so niggas chill
Smoke you a blunt a kush go try to get a
bustin' forreal Big Oomp we tote the steel
DJ Unk off in the Lac ready to twist yo cap back