Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happens Tonight

Fuck all ho shit
Fuck all you fuck
Bitch, we're hustlers
Get money,
It's We The Best music, Bad Boy, Coke

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

It was murder she wrote, your name in
When the gone,
eyes diluted full of blood
Six cars of goons, six blocks heard the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 tone
You want it all, die
A war's on nobody's safe from
Now we're talking to the judge when day come
Like it was not to kill these niggas
It was like a job not to kill these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight story
While I'm up
with the devil dancing
Diluted blood in my eyes
a stillborn,
Niggas won't make it out alive,

I got my gun on me,
I tell my kids I'll never leave lonely
streets on me,
Death row murder your family
what happens 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 in the back, and I loaded it twice
Just a call away, my is ready, no matter the price
with mine,
You niggas could get it including your
Isn't a motherfucker?
Since that pistol's been my blood brother
with that lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if we're numbers
Riders' fucking mobsters
Niggas beef? Turn them to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up your
Bang bang, bless them
beside him, rest aside a lake
That's swimming snakes 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 gangsters me
Nigga, then

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

From the depths of the sea, back to the
With a bitch on my and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood
test the lion
'Cause get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip on soil
Pot's hot it boils
To this shit, I'm loyal
Dip us, ride with us,
Slide us, slip with us
Sit us, slick with us,
This bad little bitch get with us
Say she likes the French tip that I wear
And how I'm so out
With dreads in my hair,
You got truth, now the truth is to
Blue bandana, me and Montana
At the Tropicana Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

I got my gun on me,
I tell my I'll 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 in the bathroom
Body laid out full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was back
Pussy must not have me when I told him that
Nigga, eye for an eye
A for a life, a body for a price
I want to smell his last breath
And look him in his and make for sure he knows how death looks
I'm him, it's in the air, I can feel it
Shot him four with the gun I was concealing
Over killing, it no coming back from it
Then walked away with a
Like I done it
Something evil this coming
For big face this bitch gets punished

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