Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happen Tonight

Fuck all ho shit
all you fuck 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 them lonely
Fucking on me,
row Jamaicans murder your family
Fuck what 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 eyes diluted of blood
Six cars full of goons, six heard the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, gone, 9/11 dial tone
You want it all, die
A war's going on safe from
Now we're talking to the judge your day come
it was hard not to kill these niggas
It was like a full-time job not to these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight story
While I'm up
Two-stepping with the devil
Diluted with blood in my
a stillborn,
Niggas won't it out alive, nigga

I got my gun on me,
I tell my I'll never leave them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans 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 is ready, no matter the price
Playing mine,
You could get it including your wife
Isn't a motherfucker?
seventeen that pistol's been my blood brother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, playing Danny
AK40, hold a if we're talking numbers
fucking with mobsters
Niggas want beef? Turn them to
Load up the clip, shoot up master
bang, bless them father
Passed beside him, rest aside a
That's swimming snakes inside
And look at my eyes, I 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 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

From the depths of the sea, to the block
With a on my dick and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood
Don't the lion
'Cause you'll get dropped on the
Lick shot, drip on soil
hot until it boils
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip with us, with us,
Slide us, slip with us
Sit with us, slick us,
This bad little bitch 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,
for my blammer

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

The smell of blood in the
Body out stiff full of stab wounds
I told nigga 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 his last breath took
And look him in his eyes and for sure he knows how death looks
Because I'm him, in the air, I can feel it
Shot him times with the gun I was concealing
Over killing, it ain't no back from it
Then walked away a demeanour
Like I just it
Something evil this coming
For big face hundreds 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
what happens tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me