Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Em All

You a what? Bad boy
(That's right bitch, em' all)
Hahaha yeah nigga, em' all
(That's right bitch, em' all)
Fuck all you
Ay yo Biggie put your up

Now I can make it
My rappin' is similar to
When scrappin'
and watch em' back up
Notorious killer
Affiliation death row
Niggaz get caps pealed back
this the west coast

Fuck a misdemeanor I'm raisin' like felonies
Mr. Makaveli straight jail to sellin' these
Intoxicated we but never faded
Now that we made it my is player hatin'
Got a for these tricks
That I quit
Then got a top Jag for these bitches that's on my dick
Go to a in a pack

I'm smokin' bud in the
I wait for niggaz to
bitch I love to scrap
Now mama me as a thug nigga
With love
I'm a started as a drug dealer
I went from to zines
Writing raps and
I went from trustin' these tricks now they all to sue me
So em' all

(That's bitch, fuck em' all)
Come put your hands up in the air, it's a middle finger affair,
(That's bitch, fuck em' all)

Now could you my criminal status at its fuckin' peak
Even the baddest be gettin' murdered in they
I'm addicted to streets
Like crack is to creeps
Seein' of a prison
Wake up screamin' in my
Is there a heaven in this
A possibility of well

But if they me
I get my and whose to tell
Choosing to
I'd rather die and be
World mob nigga to these fucking streets

Now put muthafucking hands up
If a rider
ain't killers
So they

Fuck em' all, em' all
That's the way we do it
Ride up, hop the out watch that bitch nigga lose it

Man I'm as strong as this
be knowing my name
(Edi)
A young high thug nigga
by pain
Livin' my life in the fast
fucked by the past
Got my mind on my and my next piece of ass
So em' all

(That's right bitch, em' all)
Come put your hands up in the air, it's a finger
Affair,
(That's bitch, fuck em' all)
I do my girl all by my lonely, don't need no homey to call me
(That's bitch, fuck em' all)
off I hit at everyone of you homies, so don't get comfortable
I'm you
(That's right bitch, em' all)
Nigga, we outlaw ridah'z give a fuck if ya love us we thuggin'

I got glad bags with
Cut up so they me
up in Hennessey
So they relatives know me
You can bet last dollar
I'll em' and holla
Ridin' hooches
Like they some heavy ass impalas

up and get your ass shot up
For the profit my glock up
I'm bustin' in self ya see
Poppin' got em'
Holla riders
up on the gas pedal
Vacate the
Count the and stash the precious metal

come the coppers
The swat and the helicopters
crackers is crazy
Why? they'll never stop us
I Arnold Schwarzenegger
some body in the movie
Now I to do it too
Ohh, ohh is too through
True to the
I claim riders
We give a fuck what try
I'm

'Cause Young behind it
Can you me stickin' niggaz for they watch and chain
Kick 'lil nigga
And the game
Get your mob rocked and
We it poppin' like a drug spot
The streets know hot
me

Even my call me baby Malcolm X with the trek's
some slugs on em'
I've got a brother don't
And he keep drugs on him
Always in mood
Hustle to food
Ever seen of death
what my nine do

I my mind on my money
And my on my mind
With my back the wall
Like I'm outta time
rap with a gat
I must be out my mind
Like I'm up the world
This team of mine

Thug bitch, fuck em' all
(That's bitch, fuck em all)
And die for em'
Even if them the last nigga left I'ma for em'
me?
Until they kill me, that's how I'm
em' all
Let die
That's my
em' all

(That's right bitch, em all)
Come put your hands up in the air, a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right bitch, em all)
I do my girl up by my lonely, don't no phony homey to call me
(That's bitch, fuck em all)
Back off I hit at everyone of you so don't get comfortable
I'm you
(That's right bitch, em all)
Nigga, we Outlaw ridah'z give a fuck if ya love us we thuggin'
(That's bitch, fuck em all)
(That's bitch, fuck em all)
(That's bitch, fuck em all)