Luyện nghe bài hát Fright Night

Attention please, attention
Can I have everybody's please
So humorous, we laugh at all
The has now been officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now baby
It's another banger

Swizz Beats, who hits on your every six weeks
I be on the MP so much my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in
All my thugs in the clubs start wildin' in

Now put your bottles in the air, then light your
Me and keep it tight like liposuction
Niggas that like me get the knife for frontin'
one night in the club gets your life on crutches

You got that whodie, cock that forty
in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop shorty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my beats then owe me

Plus you don't know me money, so the rumors
Before you need the janitors to mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, oh

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and
Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we gonna be here to

Y'all niggas with some shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your
Before we bang y'all all with the heat
Feed niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat

And make you bounce how poncho will the Congo
And on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so follow
I'm living for and livin' tomorrow

Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to
Blow you the chest with a hollow
the foul shit you waste and transpired right in front the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta shock and
You we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump baby on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Listen, Flipmode and Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's bang out
out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with that bang out flicks

Now find me on two-fifth in the when it starts
And iced up, cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your life ain't
Your camp than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

My bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of cans
Yo Swizz, I you stole, whoa, listen man
Mindin' my business will you a missin' man

See the and hand, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put your on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about you hear
Just scream and shout and wild in here

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, baby come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your up, what, now let me walk you through it

New York, they ready for it
A T L, they ready for it
Oh, oh, oh, ain't ready for it
Whoa, oh, oh, ain't ready for it

My

Guns plenty of them, y'all hear that