Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happens Tonight

Fuck all that ho
all you fuck boys
Bitch, we're real
Get money,
We The Best 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 murder your
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck happens 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, head shots, get
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 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 hard not to kill these
It was like a full-time job not to these niggas
Eight figures, need the story mansion
While I'm up
with the devil dancing
Diluted with blood in my
a stillborn,
Niggas won't make it out alive,

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

(Ace Hood!)
Fuck it, I'm ready to die
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 pistol's been my brother
Sleeping with lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, hold a if we're talking numbers
fucking with mobsters
Niggas want Turn them to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up your
Bang bang, them father
Passed beside him, rest a lake
That's swimming with inside
And at my eyes, I hate disguises
Knife or gun, I it
Oh Lord, I'm a ride on my
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 Jamaicans murder family
Fuck happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

From the depths of the sea, back to the
With a on my dick and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood
Don't test the
you'll get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip on soil
Pot's hot it boils
To Crip shit, I'm loyal
Dip with us, ride us,
Slide with us, with us
Sit with us, slick us,
This bad little bitch 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
bandana, it's me and Montana
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
Nicknames for my

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

The smell of blood in the
Body out stiff full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was back
Pussy not have heard me when I told him that
Nigga, eye for an eye
A life for a life, a for a price
I want to smell his last took
And look him in his eyes and make for sure he knows how looks
Because I'm him, it's in the air, I can it
Shot him four times the gun I was concealing
Over killing, it ain't no coming back it
Then walked away a demeanour
I just done it
Something this way's coming
For big face this bitch gets punished

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,
Fuck happens tonight
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me