Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

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

1]
Bert and hussein, back to now that's flammable
Smokin' ya brain, attack the track we some animals
Mechanical, wire jaw, rap cannibals
Fire force survive bars, like we unhurtable
Swervin' through jerz and serve you don't deserve to pull,
Another of oxygen,
Has is known for 'em
Kool chrome be droppin' 'em,
Killa kane be lockin'
Drip from a tongue
Get wid it,
Out of control like we wid it
Bricks explode, licked you out the
That nigga did it
I block, like murdock, fatigued and,
Bout to store blocks an' fort knox ya minor shit
Breathe this, ballistic, like khadafi
the blizzards when I make bail you can't stop me,
In all that I can see provoking hell,
Chokin' at a third rail
Obviously ya men have, been barkin' up the wrong
Microphone deep bomb first
Ya mind burst within a rhyme
bert rehearse the worse of me,
The black clip's me
The cat who act
The redded,
Fuck it ya man it
Ya shoulda let it escape
We wet it,
Squeezing, leavin in ya crew,
Maestro can through,
When I pass the mac to rock that brand you
When I pass the mac to that nigga brand you

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

2]
We in this together
build the same cheddar
It's strange sometimes I think clutchin' my waist
A couldn't relate to,
and honeys,
My hugs are
And blow slugs for the money
Gunshots, mobbin' up late nights
Walkin' new, you betta think twice
shit ain't right,
all wrong,
Narc's we on
It ain't season
Say it's strength in
We rolled the precint
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 holes in ya
Act whatever, clap
When we clap we clap
you cats on the stretcher
O.n.s. and the embassy,
Outlawz and
If it that,
It ain't to me
It shit to me

3]
Fake lies, ya eyes,
die in the dark
You hip hop cop,
Playin' spy in the
We turn schemes to
we fiend for green
Wid the cops and watchin'
Ain't no need to
my team,
Full beam on ya
to ya body
Got wid the shotti
Getto you for amaru,
Yak see you tomorrow,
I you here,
other niggas be like where are you?
The start you,
Dirty semi I borrow,
No or quarrel
I can't up or startle
The time
'em up like ron baker
Here to and break 'em down
the la lakers
I see 'em
Ain't no tellin' i'ma bout to leave through 'em
While he lay I stay there
the paramedics'll breathe through 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 world of free steel
Every a game,
blues is strange
From how you move be named
For you doin' who you claim
You might, it's a game
From critically acclaimed
A war for pitiful game
wid hussein

4]
From cops got our tired
Everybody up anybody get caught
Son keep quiet,
c's watchin' me,
Two cds' of armed
Terroristic bread and possession of property,
Keep to that's how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,
For the simple I live everyday of the week periodically
Premeditated robberies, how you possibly
Mistake imperial s for a mental or
I'm than the cats that shot at me
I think probably, ride by and let 'em sample the varieties,
My ain't easy to swallow,
them five dollar bottles,
Kill or be my motto,
I do it I got to,
I'ma, straight up
I thug in society
On the side ah me's my that'll die for me
you ride for me? , or get rode on?
Been in this so long
I kick shit in every sentence
Y'all have to on,
Throughout my hard times my vision was
Hustlin' dimes fake niggas wanna wid me
I ain't puttin' it in my
You ain't it,
Wid out I catch perfect,
Had the in front of the crowd
But in your you nervous,
Now chirpin',
The .38 special start
Leave two in ya shirt
And put you on the side 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 y'all niggas that fuck wit me
my shit come out,
It's about to too bitch,
(y'all don't o.n.s nasty new)
Hey ric where the the henny at
Three hundred and sixty motherfuckin' days in the waker
Ahaha, yo fuck calender
I for that shit.....
Yo man,
(moddy bang)
It's on for niggas
(killa black)
black.....