Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happen Tonight

Fuck all ho shit
Fuck all you boys
Bitch, we're real
Get money,
It's We The Best music, Bad Boy, Coke

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

It was she wrote, your name in blood
the love's gone,
Your eyes diluted of blood
Six cars of goons, six blocks heard the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, head shots, get
Stone, ten shots, gone, 9/11 dial tone
You it all, die alone
A war's on nobody's safe from
Now we're to the judge when your day come
Like it was hard not to kill niggas
It was like a job not to kill these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight mansion
While I'm up
Two-stepping with the devil
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 Jamaicans your family
Fuck happens tonight,
Fuck what happens
Fuck what 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 it twice
Just a call away, my niggas is ready, no the price
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it including wife
Isn't a motherfucker?
Since seventeen that been my blood brother
Sleeping with that weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if we're talking
Riders' with mobsters
Niggas beef? Turn them to pasta
Load up the clip, up your master
bang, bless them father
Passed beside him, rest a lake
That's swimming with snakes
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, then

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

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 test the
'Cause get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drop on soil
hot until it boils
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip with us, with us,
with us, slip with us
Sit with us, with us,
This bad bitch wanna get with us
Say she the French tip nails that I wear
And how I'm so out
dreads in my hair, yeah
You got truth, now the truth is to
bandana, it's me and Montana
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

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 tonight
Fuck happens 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 told him
Nigga, eye for an eye
A for a life, a body 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 no coming back from it
Then walked with a demeanour
Like I just it
Something evil this coming
For big face hundreds this bitch gets

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