Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happen Tonight

Fuck all that ho
all you fuck boys
Bitch, we're 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
Fucking on me,
Death row murder your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me

It was murder she wrote, your name in
the love's gone,
Your diluted full of blood
Six cars full of goons, six blocks heard the
Dreadlocks, of June, head shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 tone
You it all, die alone
A going on nobody's safe from
Now we're talking to the judge your day come
it was hard not to kill these niggas
It was a full-time job not to kill these niggas
Eight figures, the eight story mansion
While I'm up
Two-stepping with the devil
Diluted with in my eyes
a stillborn,
Niggas won't make it out alive,

I got my gun on me,
I my kids I'll never leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
row Jamaicans murder your family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck what happens
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 niggas is ready, no matter the
Playing mine,
You niggas get it including your wife
Isn't life a
Since seventeen that pistol's been my blood
with that lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, hold a if we're talking numbers
fucking with mobsters
Niggas want beef? Turn them to
Load up the clip, shoot up your
Bang bang, bless father
Passed beside him, rest aside a
That's with snakes inside
And at my eyes, I hate 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 family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

From the depths of the sea, back to the
a bitch on my dick and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, clot
test the lion
'Cause get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drop on soil
Pot's hot until it
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip us, ride with us,
Slide with us, slip us
Sit with us, slick us,
This bad little bitch get with us
Say she likes the tip nails that I wear
And how I'm so out
With in my hair, yeah
You got truth, now the is to dare
Blue bandana, it's me and
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll leave them lonely
streets on me,
Death row murder your family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck what happens
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me

The smell of in the bathroom
Body laid out full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was back
Pussy must not heard me when I told him that
Nigga, eye for an eye
A life for a life, a body for a
I want to smell his breath took
And look him in his eyes and make for sure he knows how death
Because I'm him, it's in the air, I can it
Shot him four times with the gun I was
Over killing, it ain't no coming back it
Then walked away with a
Like I just it
Something evil this coming
For big face hundreds this bitch punished

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