Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happens Tonight

Fuck all that ho
Fuck all you fuck
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 them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck what happens
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me

It was murder she wrote, name in blood
the love's gone,
Your eyes full of blood
Six cars of goons, six blocks heard the boom
Dreadlocks, of June, head shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, gone, 9/11 dial tone
You it all, die alone
A war's going on nobody's from
Now talking to the judge when your day come
Like it was not to kill these 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 blood in my eyes
a stillborn,
Niggas won't it out alive, nigga

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll never them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans murder your
what happens tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
Fuck what 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 loaded it
Just a call away, my is ready, no matter the price
with mine,
You niggas could get it including your
life a motherfucker?
Since seventeen that been my blood brother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, playing Danny
AK40, hold a hundred if talking numbers
fucking with mobsters
Niggas want beef? Turn to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up your
Bang bang, bless father
Passed beside him, rest aside a
That's swimming with snakes
And look at my eyes, I hate
Knife or gun, I it
Oh Lord, I'm a on my enemies
If I die tonight, I bet gangsters remember me
Nigga, then

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

From the depths of the sea, to the block
With a bitch on my dick and a bottle of
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, clot
Don't the lion
'Cause you'll get on the spot
Lick shot, drip on soil
Pot's hot until it
To Crip shit, I'm loyal
Dip with us, with 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 in my hair, yeah
You got truth, now the is to dare
Blue bandana, me and Montana
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

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

The of blood in the bathroom
Body laid out stiff full of wounds
I told this 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 want to smell his last took
And look him in his eyes and make for sure he 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 ain't no coming back it
Then walked away a demeanour
I just done it
Something evil this way's
For big face this bitch gets punished

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