Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happens Tonight

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

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 happens tonight,
got my gun on me

It was she wrote, your name in blood
the love's gone,
Your diluted full of blood
Six cars full of goons, six 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 safe from
Now we're talking to the judge when your day
Like it was hard not to these niggas
It was a full-time job not to kill these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight mansion
I'm strapped up
Two-stepping with the devil
with blood in my eyes
a stillborn,
Niggas make it out alive, nigga

I got my gun on me,
I tell my I'll never leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
row Jamaicans murder your family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck what happens
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 loaded it
Just a call away, my is ready, no matter the price
Playing mine,
You niggas get it including your wife
Isn't a motherfucker?
Since seventeen that pistol's been my blood
Sleeping that lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, a hundred if we're talking numbers
Riders' fucking with
want beef? Turn them to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up master
Bang bang, bless father
Passed beside him, rest a lake
That's swimming with inside
And look at my eyes, I hate
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 I'll never leave them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans murder family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
what 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
tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood clot
Don't the lion
'Cause you'll get dropped on the
Lick shot, drip drop on
hot until it boils
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip us, ride with us,
Slide with us, slip us
Sit with us, with us,
This bad bitch wanna 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
bandana, it's me and Montana
At the Tropicana Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

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

The smell of in the bathroom
laid 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 life for a life, a body for a
I want to smell his last breath
And look him in his eyes and make for sure he knows how death
I'm him, it's in the air, I can feel it
Shot him times with the gun I was concealing
Over killing, it ain't no back from it
Then walked away a demeanour
Like I done it
Something this way's coming
For big face hundreds this bitch gets

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