Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

Who , what? ,
they go, there they go
There go
The motherfuckers,
You nigga it's fuckin' friday
We doin' it like friday
(niggas got shit to do)
(so we gon' get up)
Who

1]
Bert and hussein, to back now that's flammable
ya brain, attack the track like we some animals
Mechanical, live wire jaw, rap
Fire force survive behind bars, we unhurtable
Swervin' through jerz 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 control like we wid it
Bricks explode, licked you out the
That bump did it
I block, like murdock, army and,
Bout to store blocks an' fort knox ya minor shit
Breathe this, ballistic, like khadafi
Bringin' the blizzards when I make bail you stop me,
In all that I can see provoking hell,
Chokin' at a third velocity
Obviously ya men have, been barkin' up the wrong
Microphone strong deep bomb
Ya mind within a rhyme verse
Dirty bert rehearse the 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,
Maestro can through,
When I pass the mac to rock that brand you
When I pass the mac to rock that brand you

Ten out of ten
No ya is a ninth
We do wid no bail
Losin' half of our
Livin' the of the poor
Losin' in the war
You can slice it precise
Shit's around the board

2]
We in this together
Tryna build the same
strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin' my waist
A fake couldn't to,
and honeys,
My hugs are
And thugs blow slugs for the
Gunshots, mobbin' up quiet nights
Walkin' down new, you betta think
shit ain't right,
all wrong,
Narc's we on
It safe season
Say strength in numbers
We rolled the whole
Rev the up,
We '98 stick-ups
Loadin' up
That ass vest we rip up
New jerz, come us
But don't us
Oppose, we throw in ya lexus
Act whatever, clap
When we we clap together
you cats on the stretcher
O.n.s. and the embassy,
Outlawz and
If it that,
It shit to me
It ain't to me

3]
Fake lies, ya eyes,
die in the dark
You hip hop cop,
spy in the park
We schemes to cream
we fiend for green
Wid the and streets watchin'
Ain't no need to
my team,
Full on ya knotty
to ya body
Got mooned wid the
star you for amaru,
Yak see you tomorrow,
I you here,
These other niggas be where are you?
The start you,
Dirty ever I borrow,
No or quarrel
I can't shake up or
The taker
'em up like ron baker
Here to shake and 'em down
Like the la
I see 'em
Ain't no tellin' what i'ma bout to leave 'em
he lay there I stay there
While the paramedics'll through him
Squeeze him,
Put the e to him, hit 'em up
He gon' lay there shakin' for y'all to pick him up
Ya there,
Quick as you squeal, I'll
It's or be killed,
In world of free steel
Every a game,
Wearin' is strange
From how you move you'll be
For what you doin' who you
You might, think it's a
From critically acclaimed
A war winner for game
Fuck wid

4]
From cops got our feet
Everybody up anybody get caught
Son keep quiet,
c's watchin' me,
Two cds' of robbery
Terroristic and possession of stolen property,
Keep to myself that's how I got to be, cats me,
For the simple fact I live everyday of the periodically
Premeditated robberies, how you possibly
Mistake imperial s for a or methology
I'm than the cats that shot at me
I I'll probably, ride by and let 'em sample the varieties,
My hollow ain't to swallow,
Like five dollar bottles,
Kill or be my motto,
I do it I got to,
I'ma, up commodity
I thug in this
On the side ah my niggas that'll die for me
Would you ride for me? , or get on?
in this game so long
I kick slick shit in sentence
Y'all have to on,
Throughout my times my vision was blind
Hustlin' fake niggas wanna beef wid me
I puttin' it in my rhymes
You ain't it,
Wid out contact I perfect,
Had the in front of the crowd
But in your you nervous,
Now chirpin',
The .38 start squirtin'
Leave two in ya shirt
And put you on the street hurtin',
Now that's for out ya person,
(muthafuckaz)

Fatal hussein, hussein
Aiyyo, (recognise)
Tell come get me
(o.n.s., outlaw)
If not I'll be in like 5

Motherfuckin'
(tick time)
For all niggas that wanna fuck wit me
Before my shit out,
about to drop too bitch,
(y'all don't o.n.s nasty new)
Hey ric where the the henny 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 them
(killa black)
black.....