Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happens Tonight

Fuck all ho shit
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 leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
row Jamaicans murder your family
Fuck happens tonight,
Fuck what happens
Fuck happens tonight,
got my gun on me

It was she wrote, your name in blood
When the gone,
Your eyes diluted of blood
Six cars full of goons, six blocks heard the
Dreadlocks, of June, head shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 dial
You want it all, die
A going on nobody's safe from
Now we're talking to the judge when day come
it was hard 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
with the devil dancing
Diluted blood in my eyes
a stillborn,
Niggas make it out alive, nigga

I got my gun on me,
I my kids I'll never leave them lonely
Fucking on me,
row Jamaicans murder your family
Fuck what tonight,
Fuck what happens
what 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 niggas is ready, no matter the
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it including wife
Isn't a motherfucker?
Since seventeen that pistol's been my blood
with that lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, a hundred if we're talking numbers
Riders' fucking with
Niggas want beef? Turn them to
Load up the clip, up your master
Bang bang, them father
Passed beside him, rest aside a
That's swimming with inside
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 I'll never them lonely
streets on me,
Death row Jamaicans murder your
Fuck happens tonight,
Fuck what tonight
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

From the depths of the sea, back to the
With a bitch on my dick and a bottle of
tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood clot
Don't the lion
'Cause you'll get on the spot
Lick shot, drip on soil
Pot's hot until it
To this Crip shit, I'm
Dip us, ride with us,
Slide with us, with us
Sit with us, slick us,
This bad little 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 truth is to
Blue bandana, it's me and
At the with 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 your
what happens tonight,
Fuck what happens
what happens tonight,
got my gun on me

The smell of blood in the
laid out stiff full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was coming
must not have heard me when 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 eyes and make for sure he knows how looks
Because I'm him, in the air, I can feel it
Shot him four times with the gun I was
Over killing, it ain't no coming from it
Then walked with a demeanour
Like I just it
Something this way's coming
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 murder your family
what happens tonight,
Fuck happens tonight
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me