Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happen Tonight

Fuck all ho shit
Fuck all you fuck
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 lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

It was murder she wrote, name in blood
When the gone,
Your eyes diluted of blood
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 war's going on safe from
Now we're talking to the when your day come
Like it was hard not to kill niggas
It was like a job not to kill these niggas
figures, need the eight story 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
Fucking on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
Fuck what tonight,
what happens tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

(Ace Hood!)
Fuck it, I'm ready to die
Put it on that clip in the back, and I loaded it twice
Just a call away, my niggas is ready, no matter the
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it including your
Isn't a motherfucker?
Since seventeen pistol's been my blood brother
with that lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, a hundred if we're talking numbers
fucking with mobsters
Niggas beef? Turn them to pasta
up the clip, shoot up your master
Bang bang, bless them
Passed beside him, rest aside a
That's swimming with inside
And at my eyes, I hate disguises
or gun, I compromise it
Oh Lord, I'm a ride on my
If I die tonight, I bet them remember me
Nigga, until

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

From the of the sea, back to the block
With a bitch on my and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, clot
test the lion
'Cause you'll get on the spot
shot, drip drop on soil
Pot's hot it boils
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip us, ride with us,
Slide us, slip with us
Sit us, slick with us,
This bad little bitch wanna get 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
bandana, it's me and Montana
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

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

The of blood in the bathroom
Body laid out stiff full of wounds
I told nigga I was coming back
must not have heard me when I told him that
Nigga, eye for an eye
A life for a life, a for a price
I to smell his last breath took
And look him in his eyes and make for sure he knows how death
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 a demeanour
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 lonely
Fucking on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck what happens
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me