Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happen Tonight

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

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

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

I got my gun on me,
I my kids I'll never leave them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
Fuck happens tonight,
what happens tonight
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 matter the
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it including your
Isn't life a
Since that pistol's been my blood brother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, Danny Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if we're talking
Riders' fucking mobsters
Niggas want Turn them to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up your
bang, bless them father
Passed him, rest aside a lake
That's swimming snakes inside
And look at my eyes, I disguises
Knife or gun, I it
Oh Lord, I'm a on my enemies
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 what happens
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

From the of the sea, back to the block
With a bitch on my dick and a bottle of
tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood clot
Don't test the
'Cause get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip on soil
Pot's hot it boils
To Crip shit, I'm loyal
Dip with us, with us,
Slide with us, slip us
Sit with us, slick us,
bad little bitch wanna get with us
Say she the French tip nails that I wear
And how I'm so out
With dreads in my hair,
You got truth, now the truth is to
Blue bandana, me and Montana
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 Jamaicans murder family
Fuck happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

The smell of blood in the
Body laid out stiff 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 body for a
I to smell his last breath took
And look him in his and make for sure he knows how death 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
Then walked with a demeanour
Like I done it
Something evil this way's
For big face hundreds this bitch punished

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