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 music, Bad Boy, Coke Boys

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

It was she wrote, your name in blood
When the gone,
eyes diluted full of blood
Six cars full of goons, six blocks the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, head shots, get
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 dial
You it all, die alone
A war's going on nobody's safe
Now talking to the judge when your day come
it was hard not to kill these niggas
It was like a full-time job not to kill these
Eight figures, the eight story mansion
I'm strapped up
Two-stepping with the dancing
Diluted with blood in my
a stillborn,
Niggas won't 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 family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck what happens
what 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
Just a call away, my niggas is ready, no matter the
Playing mine,
You could get it including your wife
Isn't life a
Since seventeen that pistol's my blood brother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, Danny Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if we're numbers
Riders' with mobsters
Niggas want Turn them to pasta
up the clip, shoot up your master
Bang bang, bless them
Passed beside him, rest a lake
That's swimming snakes inside
And look at my eyes, I hate
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
Fucking on me,
row Jamaicans murder your family
Fuck happens tonight,
Fuck what happens
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me

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

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

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

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