Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

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

1]
Bert and hussein, back to back now that's
Smokin' ya brain, attack the like we some animals
Mechanical, wire jaw, rap cannibals
Fire survive behind bars, like we unhurtable
through jerz emerge and serve you don't deserve to pull,
Another of oxygen,
Has is for oxin' 'em
kas' chrome be droppin' 'em,
Killa kane be lockin'
Drip from a tongue
Get wid it,
Out of like we begun wid it
Bricks explode, licked you out the
That bump did it
I block, murdock, army fatigued and,
Bout to store an' fort knox ya minor league shit
Breathe this, ballistic, like khadafi
the blizzards when I make bail you can't stop me,
In jail all that I can see hell,
Chokin' at a third velocity
Obviously ya men have, barkin' up the wrong tree
Microphone strong deep bomb
Ya mind within a rhyme verse
Dirty bert rehearse the of me,
The black burnin' me
The cat who act
The redded,
Fuck it ya man it
Ya never let it escape
We wet it,
Squeezing, holes in ya crew,
Maestro can through,
When I the mac to rock that nigga brand you
When I pass the mac to rock nigga brand you

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

2]
We in thing together
Tryna build the same
It's strange sometimes I paranoid clutchin' my waist
A couldn't relate to,
and honeys,
My are funny
And thugs blow for the money
Gunshots, up quiet late nights
Walkin' 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 flimsy ass we rip up
New jerz, check us
But test us
Oppose, we throw in ya lexus
Act whatever, whatever
When we we clap together
Leavin' you on the stretcher
O.n.s. and the embassy,
Outlawz and
If it that,
It shit to me
It shit to me

3]
Fake lies, ya eyes,
Nigga die in the
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
Killuminati to ya
Got wid the shotti
star you for amaru,
Yak see you tomorrow,
I you here,
These other niggas be like are you?
The henny'll you,
ever semi I borrow,
No confrontation or
I can't up or startle
The taker
Tying 'em up ron baker
Here to shake and 'em down
the la lakers
I see 'em
Ain't no what i'ma bout to leave through 'em
While he lay there I stay
While the paramedics'll through him
Squeeze him,
Put the e to him, hit 'em up
He gon' lay shakin' waitin' for y'all to pick him up
Ya there,
Quick as you squeal, appeal
It's or be killed,
In this world of steel
Every a game,
blues is strange
From how you you'll be named
For you doin' who you claim
You might, it's a game
From bein' critically
A war for pitiful game
Fuck wid

4]
From cops got our tired
split up anybody get caught
Son just quiet,
These c's me,
Two cds' of robbery
Terroristic and possession of stolen property,
Keep to myself how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,
For the simple fact I live everyday of the week
robberies, how could you possibly
Mistake imperial s for a or methology
I'm realer than the cats that at me
I think probably, ride by and let 'em sample the varieties,
My ain't easy to swallow,
Like them five bottles,
or be killed's my motto,
I do it I got to,
I'ma, up commodity
I thug in society
On the side ah me's my that'll die for me
Would you ride for me? , or get on?
Been in this so long
I slick shit in every sentence
Y'all to grow on,
Throughout my hard times my was blind
Hustlin' dimes fake niggas wanna wid me
I ain't puttin' it in my
You worth it,
Wid out contact I perfect,
Had the heart in of the crowd
But in eyes you nervous,
Now chirpin',
The .38 special squirtin'
two holes in ya shirt
And put you on the side hurtin',
Now that's for out ya person,
(muthafuckaz)

Fatal hussein, hussein
Aiyyo, (recognise)
Tell somebody get me
(o.n.s., outlaw)
If not be home 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 know o.n.s new)
Hey ric where the fuck the at
Three hundred and sixty three days in the waker
Ahaha, yo fuck calender
I for that shit.....
Yo man,
(moddy bang)
It's on for niggas
(killa black)
black.....