Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happen Tonight

Fuck all that ho
Fuck all you fuck
Bitch, real hustlers
Get money,
It's We The music, Bad Boy, Coke Boys

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

It was murder she wrote, your 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 tone
You want it all, die
A war's on nobody's safe from
Now we're talking to the judge when your day
Like it was not to kill these niggas
It was like a full-time job not to kill these
Eight figures, need the eight mansion
I'm strapped up
Two-stepping with the dancing
Diluted blood in my eyes
a stillborn,
Niggas won't it out alive, nigga

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

(Ace Hood!)
Fuck it, I'm to die tonight
Put it on momma clip in the back, and I loaded it twice
Just a call away, my niggas is ready, no the price
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it your wife
life a motherfucker?
Since seventeen that pistol's been my blood
Sleeping with that weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if talking numbers
fucking with mobsters
Niggas want beef? Turn them to
Load up the clip, shoot up master
Bang bang, bless father
beside him, rest aside a lake
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, then

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
Death row murder your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
Fuck what 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
Don't test the
you'll get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip on soil
Pot's hot until it
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip with us, ride us,
Slide with us, with us
Sit us, slick with us,
This bad bitch wanna get with us
Say she likes the tip nails that I wear
And how I'm so out
dreads in my hair, yeah
You got truth, now the truth is to
Blue bandana, me and Montana
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

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

The of blood in the bathroom
Body out stiff full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was 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 breath
And look him in his eyes and make for sure he knows how 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 no coming back from it
walked away with a demeanour
Like I done it
Something this way's coming
For big hundreds this bitch gets punished

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