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 leave them
Fucking on me,
Death row Jamaicans murder family
what happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

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

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

(Ace Hood!)
Fuck it, I'm ready to die
Put it on momma that in the back, and I loaded it twice
Just a call away, my niggas is ready, no matter the
Playing mine,
You could get it including your wife
life a motherfucker?
Since seventeen pistol's been my blood brother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, playing Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if we're talking
Riders' 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 snakes
And at my eyes, I hate disguises
Knife or gun, I it
Oh Lord, I'm a on my enemies
If I die tonight, I bet them remember me
Nigga, then

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

From the depths of the sea, back to the
With a bitch on my and a bottle of Ciroc
tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood clot
Don't the lion
you'll get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip drop on
hot until it boils
To this shit, I'm loyal
Dip with us, with us,
Slide with us, with us
Sit us, slick with us,
This bad bitch wanna get with us
Say she likes the French tip nails that I
And how I'm so out
With dreads in my hair,
You got truth, now the truth is to
Blue bandana, it's me and
At the Tropicana Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
Nicknames for my

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

The smell of blood in the
Body laid out full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was coming
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 last took
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 times with the gun I was
Over killing, it no coming back from it
Then walked with a demeanour
Like I done it
Something evil this coming
For big hundreds this bitch gets punished

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