Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Everybody Else

Heavy
Yeah, bitch bitch
Suck my dick dick
I can't wait till i beat muhfuckin cases
Ima smack the shit out of all you busta ass on my mama, bitch
Gang

I been tussin and clutchin and at everybody
When my lil bitch stop fussin ill buy her some red
I keeping my circle tight can't fuck with everybody
Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them got em
In the trenches demons surrounded by dead bodies
I might cut off your finger right after i shot ya
I can't trust none of these these bitches for everybody
You can't short me my nigga you know i every dollar

Boy you on my block
Ain't no on my block
Boy you check in or get shot
I got like nine bodies on my
I got five bodies in my drop
Oh, can't stop and won't
No, fuck your bitch out her
Oh, get mad that's what thots do
He might lose it bout that bitch, he might shoot some bout that
I might cut that bitch off, she do some bout that dick
I can't take that bitch on no date, I can't fuck with bitches they
I can't fuck with niggas they hate, If you fuck with me you not
Tryna take care of my but I can't take care of everybody
You might not understand me so fuck what they said me
I'm like fuck what they said me, free my dawg the fed got him
If them pussies they ever kill me I hope they lay by me

I tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody
When my lil bitch stop fussin ill buy her red bottoms
I been my circle tight can't fuck with everybody
Screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them got em
In the trenches with demons surrounded by dead
I might cut off finger right after i head shot ya
I can't trust none of bitches these bitches for everybody
You short me my nigga you know i want every dollar

If you mention south Memphis just know I'm the king
If you hit one of my bitches just know they not on my
I gotta take care of my grandma she I be serving feinds
If I come in with my 40 you know it with a beam
Security searched me but I still got my strap in
I ain't give no nigga to hit my city you gotta tap in
Heavy camp whole in the city yall little bitty niggas better get a sack in
I could've got you whacked back
I been running around back ends
was my momma and my momma was daddy
You know I come from nothing that's the reason I'm
My cousin told me if them pussies play let have it
I come from the projects they dusty and ashy

I been tussin and clutchin and bustin at
When my lil bitch stop fussin ill buy her some red
I been keeping my circle tight can't fuck with
Screaming my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em
In the trenches demons surrounded by dead bodies
I might cut off your finger right after i head ya
I can't trust none of bitches these bitches for everybody
You can't short me my nigga you I want every dollar