Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Em All

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

Now I can make it
My rappin' is similar to
When scrappin'
Blast and em' back up
biggie killer
Affiliation with row
get their caps pealed back
Fool this the west

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

I'm smokin' bud in the
I for niggaz to trip
'Cause bitch I love to
Now raised me as a thug nigga
With niggaz
I'm a millionaire started as a dealer
I went from to zines
Writing and movies
I went from trustin' these tricks now they all to sue me
So em' all

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

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

But if they me
I get my stripes and whose to
to sell
I'd rather die and be
World mob nigga addicted to these fucking

Now put your hands up
If you're a
Niggaz killers
So hidin'

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

Man I'm as strong as this
Y'all be knowing my
(Edi)
A young high strung nigga
Created by
Livin' my life in the fast
Gettin' by the past
Got my mind on my cash and my piece of ass
So em' all

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

I got glad bags enemies
Cut up so remember me
up in Hennessey
So they relatives know me
You can bet your last
dick em' and holla
Ridin' hooches
Like they heavy ass Chevy impalas

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

Here the coppers
The team and the helicopters
Them is crazy
Why? they'll never stop us
I Arnold Schwarzenegger
Bust body in the movie
Now I to do it too
Ohh, ohh niggaz is too
True to the
I Outlaw riders
We give a fuck they try
I'm

'Cause Young Noble it
Can you picture me niggaz for they watch and chain
Kick back 'lil
And watch the
Get your mob rocked and
We keep it poppin' like a spot
The streets know hot
me

Even my hood me baby Malcolm X with the trek's
some slugs on em'
I've got a brother rest
And he keep some on him
in grind mood
Hustle to find
Ever faces of death
That's my nine do

I keep my on my money
And my on my mind
With my against the wall
Like I'm runnin' outta
Even rap a gat
I be goin' out my mind
Like I'm up the world
guerrilla team of mine

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

(That's right bitch, em all)
Come put hands up in the air, it's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right bitch, em all)
I do my girl up 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 don't give a if ya love us we thuggin'
(That's bitch, fuck em all)
(That's right bitch, em all)
(That's bitch, fuck em all)