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)
all you muthafuckers
Ay yo Biggie put hands up

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

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

I'm bud in the back
I wait for niggaz to
'Cause bitch I love to
Now raised me as a thug nigga
With niggaz
I'm a millionaire as a drug dealer
I from rocks to zines
Writing raps and
I went from trustin' these now they all want to sue me
So 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)

Now you picture my criminal status at its fuckin' peak
Even the baddest be murdered in they seats
I'm addicted to streets
crack is to these creeps
Seein' of a prison
Wake up in my sleep
Is a heaven in this hell
A of livin' well

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

Now put your muthafucking up
If you're a
ain't killers
So hidin'

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

Man I'm as as this game
be knowing my name
(Edi)
A high strung thug nigga
Created by
Livin' my in the fast lane
Gettin' 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 hands up in the air, it's a middle finger
Affair,
(That's bitch, fuck em' all)
I do my all by my lonely, don't need no phony 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'

I got glad bags enemies
Cut up so remember me
up in Hennessey
So they relatives it's me
You can bet your dollar
I'll em' and holla
these hooches
Like they some heavy ass Chevy

Jump up and get ass shot up
For the profit my glock up
I'm bustin' in defense ya see
Poppin' got em'
Outlaw riders
Mash up on the gas
Vacate the
the cash and stash the precious metal

Here the coppers
The swat and the helicopters
crackers is crazy
Why? they'll never stop us
I watch Arnold
Bust some body in the
Now I to do it too
Ohh, ohh niggaz is too
to the game
I Outlaw riders
We give a what they try
I'm

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

Even my hood call me baby X with the trek's
Shower some on em'
got a brother don't rest
And he keep some on him
Always in grind
to find food
Ever faces of death
That's what my do

I keep my on my money
And my money on my
my back against the wall
Like I'm outta time
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 right bitch, em all)
And die for em'
Even if them the nigga 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 bitch, fuck em all)
put your 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 phony to call me
(That's right bitch, 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 fuck if ya us we thuggin'
(That's right bitch, em all)
(That's right bitch, em all)
(That's right bitch, em all)