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
what happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

It was she wrote, your name in blood
When the gone,
Your eyes diluted of blood
Six cars full of goons, six blocks the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 dial
You it all, die alone
A war's going on safe from
Now we're talking to the judge when your day
Like it was hard not to these niggas
It was like a full-time job not to these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight mansion
While I'm up
Two-stepping with the dancing
Diluted with blood in my
a stillborn,
Niggas make it out alive, nigga

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

(Ace Hood!)
Fuck it, I'm ready to die
Put it on momma that clip in the back, and I loaded it
Just a call away, my is ready, no matter the price
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it your wife
Isn't a motherfucker?
Since that pistol's been my blood brother
Sleeping with lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, a hundred if we're talking numbers
Riders' with mobsters
Niggas want beef? them to pasta
up the clip, shoot up your master
Bang bang, them father
beside him, rest aside a lake
That's swimming with snakes
And look at my eyes, I disguises
or gun, I compromise 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 leave them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans murder your
Fuck happens tonight,
what happens tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

From the of the sea, back to the block
With a bitch on my dick and a of Ciroc
tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood clot
Don't the lion
'Cause you'll get dropped on the
shot, drip drop on soil
Pot's hot until it
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip us, ride with us,
Slide us, slip with us
Sit with us, with us,
This bad little wanna get with us
Say she the French tip nails that I wear
And how I'm so out
With dreads in my hair,
You got truth, now the truth is to
Blue bandana, it's me and
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
Nicknames for my

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

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

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