Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

Who , what? ,
they go, there they go
There go
The motherfuckers,
You know nigga it's fuckin'
We doin' it like last
(niggas ain't got to do)
(so we gon' get up)
Who

1]
Bert and hussein, to back now that's flammable
Smokin' ya brain, the track like we some animals
Mechanical, wire jaw, rap cannibals
Fire force behind bars, like we unhurtable
Swervin' jerz emerge and serve you don't deserve to pull,
breath of oxygen,
Has is for oxin' 'em
Kool kas' be droppin' 'em,
Killa kane be philipane
Drip from a tongue
Get wid it,
Out of like we begun wid it
explode, licked you out the show
That nigga did it
I block, murdock, army fatigued and,
Bout to store blocks an' knox ya minor league shit
Breathe this, ballistic, shell like
Bringin' the blizzards I make bail you can't stop me,
In all that I can see provoking hell,
at a third rail velocity
Obviously ya men have, been barkin' up the wrong
Microphone strong deep first
Ya mind burst within a rhyme
bert rehearse the worse of me,
The clip's burnin' me
The cat who act
The redded,
it ya man said it
Ya never let it escape
We wet it,
Squeezing, holes in ya crew,
can stand through,
When I pass the mac to rock that brand you
When I the mac to rock that nigga brand you

Ten out of ten
No ya chance is a
We do jail wid no
Losin' half of our
Livin' the of the poor
Losin' in the war
You can slice it down
trife around the board

2]
We in thing together
Tryna the same cheddar
strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin' my waist
A fake couldn't to,
and honeys,
My hugs are
And blow slugs for the money
Gunshots, mobbin' up quiet nights
down new, you betta think twice
This shit right,
all wrong,
Narc's we on
It safe season
Say it's in numbers
We rolled the whole
Rev the up,
We live '98
clips up
That ass vest we rip up
New jerz, check us
But don't us
Oppose, we throw holes in ya
Act whatever, clap
When we clap we clap
Leavin' you on the stretcher
O.n.s. and the embassy,
and pentagon
If it that,
It ain't to me
It ain't to me

3]
Fake lies, ya eyes,
Nigga die in the
You hip hop cop,
Playin' spy in the
We turn to cream
we fiend for green
Wid the cops and streets
no need to dream
my team,
Full on ya knotty
to ya body
Got wid the shotti
Getto you for amaru,
Yak see you tomorrow,
I you here,
These niggas be like where are you?
The start you,
Dirty ever I borrow,
No or quarrel
I can't up or startle
The taker
Tying 'em up like ron
Here to shake and 'em down
the la lakers
I see 'em
Ain't no tellin' what i'ma bout to leave 'em
While he lay I stay there
While the paramedics'll breathe him
Squeeze him,
Put the e to him, hit 'em up
He gon' lay there shakin' waitin' for to pick him up
Ya there,
Quick as you squeal, appeal
kill or be killed,
In this world of free
Every a game,
Wearin' is strange
how you move you'll be named
For what you who you claim
You might, it's a game
From bein' critically
A war winner for pitiful
wid hussein

4]
From cops got our tired
Everybody split up anybody get
Son just quiet,
These c's me,
Two cds' of robbery
Terroristic bread and possession of property,
to myself that's how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,
For the simple fact I everyday of the week periodically
Premeditated robberies, how could you
Mistake imperial s for a mental or
I'm realer than the cats shot at me
I think I'll probably, by and let 'em sample the varieties,
My hollow easy to swallow,
Like five dollar bottles,
or be killed's my motto,
I do it I got to,
I'ma, straight up
I thug in this
On the side ah my niggas that'll die for me
Would you ride for me? , or get on?
Been in game so long
I slick shit in every sentence
Y'all have to on,
my hard times my vision was blind
Hustlin' dimes fake niggas wanna wid me
I ain't it in my rhymes
You ain't it,
Wid out contact I perfect,
Had the in front of the crowd
But in eyes you nervous,
Now chirpin',
The .38 start squirtin'
Leave two holes in ya
And put you on the street hurtin',
Now for talkin' out ya person,
(muthafuckaz)

Fatal hussein, fatal
Aiyyo, (recognise)
somebody come get me
(o.n.s., outlaw)
If not be home in like 5

Motherfuckin'
(tick time)
For all y'all niggas wanna fuck wit me
Before my come out,
about to drop too bitch,
(y'all don't know o.n.s new)
Hey ric where the fuck the at
Three hundred and sixty motherfuckin' three in the waker
Ahaha, yo fuck calender
I for that shit.....
Yo man,
(moddy bang)
It's on for niggas
(killa black)
black.....