Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Up The Fun

Tell him to keep
yeah just the track, stop cuttin' it off
you let me pop my shit
it is it is, haha
how the fuck is niggas doin'
you ready bitch? what up, up, what up, yo, yo, yo
who it, who, who, want it?
which nigga lil' goon gettin' stewed with an
all cute til' the rudes in up under
see you two get to runnin' the womb in the stomach
bitch nigga, bitch nigga
all niggas just raw food for the dinna
(come get ya bitch)
and these niggas betta tuck they little on the inner
cuz ya hot nigga, fittin' to fuck up the fun
don't fuck wit ya bitch the rum in her punch
i might on these niggas wit the gun in tha' butt
the gold jimmies, mirror, lil' son in the clutch
don't slip up lil' nigga, put the sun in ya nuts
(what?)

yo dude, bout' to up ya trust
go rumm rumm when I hit ya, put you the pump
you went rumm wit ya nigga, now you enough
to shoot ones at the throat, put you both in the slump,
go head, go head, pop off
you can get your fams, or your mans, and them off (what?)
get the amms for you, and blow your top off
(go nigga)
shift on ya, til' the gun in ya
you betta run wit' a nigga, betta open the
you betta come for the money, show up to wait,
I won't come with gorillas cause i run with the
that put shots in ya butt, like you the cape yeah huh
(word)
most of niggas is fuckin' pussy out here
like, I'll smack all yall' niggas in the face, all in the mouth, and all in the shit, yall' girls bieng?
where yall' come from, yall' niggas get on my nerves

ok, ok, ok, oh
betta quit that chat
these bitches betta hold up wit' the
i the 5th and click-cliz-ak-ak
I'd hate to to blow your lil wig all back
I mean, I'd hate to have to see you with your wig off
i see you, tryin' to come, tryin' to get on
you gon' trip, slip, fall, land, and on dick
and be the same nigga bout' to come and lick on
(hold up)
scram, hit the breeze, you a fan, please
don't slip up in the presence, of little bambino
don't get it, it's your to get it so clean
used to sit up with the evidence, so bitches speak
and we can freak wit' ya man week, bad bitches
you a nickel, and pussy's game weak
I'm fickle, and my name bleach
I dissappear, and let the pussy game speak
let the pussy speak,

niggas know the center of the pussy peach
and these bitches, betta keep it, keep it goin C4
reach in that thing, and go
brahaha brahahahaha brahahaha brahahahahaha
keep it it keep it
Who want it who who want it? Which little goon which nigga little goon goon
who want it who who it?
Who want it who who want it? Which nigga goon which nigga little goon goon
who want it who who it?