Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happens Tonight

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

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

It was murder she wrote, your name in
the love's gone,
Your eyes full of blood
Six full of goons, six blocks heard the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 dial
You want it all, die
A war's going on nobody's safe
Now talking to the judge when your day come
Like it was hard not to kill niggas
It was like a full-time job not to 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 won't make it out alive,

I got my gun on me,
I tell my I'll never leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
what happens 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 loaded it
Just a away, my niggas is ready, no matter the price
Playing mine,
You niggas get it including your wife
life a motherfucker?
Since seventeen that pistol's been my brother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, playing Glover
AK40, a hundred if we're talking numbers
Riders' fucking with
Niggas beef? Turn them to pasta
up the clip, shoot up your master
Bang bang, bless them
Passed him, rest aside a lake
swimming with snakes inside
And look at my eyes, I hate
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 my kids I'll never leave them lonely
streets on me,
Death row murder your family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck what tonight
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me

From the depths of the sea, to the block
With a bitch on my and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood
Don't test the
'Cause get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip drop on
Pot's hot until it
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip with us, with us,
Slide with us, with us
Sit with us, with us,
bad little 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 is to dare
bandana, it's me and Montana
At the Tropicana Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

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

The smell of in the bathroom
Body laid out full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was back
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 his last breath took
And him in his eyes and make for sure he knows how death looks
Because I'm him, it's in the air, I can it
him four times with the gun I was concealing
Over killing, it ain't no back from it
walked away with a demeanour
Like I just it
evil this way's coming
For big face hundreds this gets punished

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me