Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happen Tonight

Fuck all that ho
Fuck all you boys
Bitch, real hustlers
Get money,
It's We The Best music, Bad Boy, Coke

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll never leave them
streets on me,
Death row murder your family
Fuck happens tonight,
Fuck what happens
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

It was murder she wrote, your in blood
When the gone,
Your eyes diluted full of
Six cars full of goons, six blocks heard the
Dreadlocks, middle of June, shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, dial tone
You it all, die alone
A going on nobody's safe from
Now we're talking to the judge when day come
Like it was hard not to these niggas
It was like a job not to kill these niggas
Eight figures, the eight story mansion
While I'm up
Two-stepping with the dancing
Diluted with in my eyes
a stillborn,
Niggas make it out alive, nigga

I got my gun on me,
I tell my I'll never leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
Death row Jamaicans murder your
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

(Ace Hood!)
Fuck it, I'm to die tonight
Put it on momma that clip in the back, and I loaded it
a call away, my niggas is ready, no matter the price
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it including your
life a motherfucker?
Since that pistol's been my blood brother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, playing Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if talking numbers
Riders' fucking mobsters
Niggas want Turn them to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up your
Bang bang, bless them
Passed him, rest aside a lake
That's swimming snakes inside
And at my eyes, I hate disguises
Knife or gun, I it
Oh Lord, I'm a on my enemies
If I die tonight, I bet them gangsters me
Nigga, until

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll never leave lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

From the depths of the sea, to the block
With a bitch on my dick and a bottle of
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, clot
Don't test the
you'll get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip on soil
Pot's hot until it
To Crip shit, I'm loyal
Dip with us, with us,
Slide with us, with us
Sit with us, slick us,
This bad little bitch get with us
Say she likes the French tip nails that I
And how I'm so out
dreads in my hair, yeah
You got truth, now the is to dare
Blue bandana, me and Montana
At the Tropicana Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

I got my gun on me,
I my kids I'll never leave them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck what tonight
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

The smell of in the bathroom
Body laid out stiff full of wounds
I told this nigga I was coming
Pussy must not have heard me when I him that
Nigga, eye for an eye
A for a life, a body for a price
I to smell his last breath took
And look him in his and make for sure he knows how death looks
I'm him, it's in the air, I can feel it
Shot him times with the gun I was concealing
Over killing, it ain't no coming from it
Then walked away with a
Like I done it
Something evil way's coming
For big hundreds this bitch gets punished

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll never leave lonely
streets on me,
Death row murder your family
Fuck happens tonight,
what happens tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me