Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

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

1]
Bert and hussein, back to now that's flammable
ya brain, attack the track like we some animals
Mechanical, live jaw, rap cannibals
Fire survive behind bars, like we unhurtable
Swervin' jerz emerge and serve you don't deserve to pull,
Another of oxygen,
Has is for oxin' 'em
Kool chrome be droppin' 'em,
Killa kane be philipane
from a toxic 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, fatigued and,
Bout to store blocks an' knox ya minor league shit
Breathe this, ballistic, shell like
Bringin' the blizzards when I bail you can't stop me,
In jail all that I can see hell,
at a third rail velocity
Obviously ya men have, barkin' up the wrong tree
strong deep bomb first
Ya mind burst within a rhyme
Dirty bert the worse of me,
The black clip's 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 that nigga brand you
When I pass the mac to rock that nigga you

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

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 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 strength 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 in ya lexus
Act whatever, whatever
we clap we clap together
Leavin' you 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 turn to cream
Cause we fiend for
Wid the and streets watchin'
Ain't no need to
my team,
Full on ya knotty
to ya body
Got mooned wid the
Getto you for amaru,
Yak see you tomorrow,
I you here,
These other niggas be like where are
The henny'll you,
ever semi I borrow,
No or quarrel
I can't shake up or
The taker
Tying 'em up like ron
Here to and break 'em down
Like the la
I see 'em
Ain't no tellin' what i'ma bout to through 'em
While he lay I stay there
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
kill or be killed,
In world of free steel
crew's a game,
Wearin' is strange
From how you you'll be named
For what you doin' who you
You might, think it's a
From bein' acclaimed
A war winner for pitiful
wid hussein

4]
From got our feet tired
Everybody up anybody get caught
Son keep quiet,
These c's me,
Two of armed robbery
Terroristic bread and of stolen property,
Keep to that's how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,
For the simple fact I everyday of the week periodically
Premeditated robberies, how you possibly
Mistake imperial s for a mental or
I'm realer than the cats shot at me
I think I'll probably, ride by and let 'em the varieties,
My hollow ain't to swallow,
Like them dollar bottles,
or be killed's my motto,
I do it I got to,
I'ma, straight up
I thug in society
On the side ah me's my niggas die for me
Would you ride for me? , or get on?
Been in game so long
I kick slick shit in sentence
have to grow on,
Throughout my hard my vision was blind
Hustlin' dimes fake wanna beef wid me
I puttin' it in my rhymes
You worth it,
Wid out contact I perfect,
Had the heart in of the crowd
But in your you nervous,
Now chirpin',
The .38 start squirtin'
Leave two in ya shirt
And put you on the side hurtin',
Now for talkin' out ya person,
(muthafuckaz)

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

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