Luyện nghe bài hát Flatline

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

1:]
.44 ducked off in my chevy let's his ass up
And if a hata buck let's fuck ass up
I'm black skied-masked up is whateva'
I'm watchin' niggas posted mixin' and goose togetha'
I keep that black beretta I call dat bitch my
And if you play me close just like a man Imma ski cha'
Dem westin twins will cha' can greet cha' like a feature
And change up all ya features call da Red Cross to cha'
The club is off a meters the crunk they doin' dance
betta check em' or we gone throw dem hands
Now A-Town stomp dat ass me bow his ass up
(Aye back up!!!!) call the and now you fucked
Ready to yo ass up and take you on the stretcher
We fucked his ass up I hope dat God Ya
Yo team ain't to help ya do want it wit us
I told you we gangstas let fuck his ass up

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