Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck What Happens Tonight

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

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

It was murder she wrote, name in blood
When the gone,
eyes diluted full of blood
Six cars full of goons, six blocks the boom
Dreadlocks, of June, head shots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 tone
You it all, die alone
A war's going on nobody's safe
Now we're talking to the judge your day come
Like it was hard not to kill niggas
It was like a full-time job not to these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight story
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 tell my kids I'll never them lonely
streets on me,
Death row murder your family
Fuck happens tonight,
what happens tonight
Fuck what tonight,
got my gun on me

(Ace Hood!)
Fuck it, I'm to die tonight
Put it on momma clip in the back, and I loaded it twice
Just a call away, my niggas is ready, no the price
Playing mine,
You niggas could get it including your
Isn't life a
Since seventeen that pistol's been my blood
Sleeping with that lethal weapon, Danny Glover
AK40, hold a hundred if we're numbers
Riders' fucking with
want beef? Turn them to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up master
Bang bang, bless them
Passed beside him, rest aside a
That's swimming with snakes
And at my eyes, I hate disguises
Knife or gun, I it
Oh Lord, I'm a on my enemies
If I die tonight, I bet them remember me
Nigga, then

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

From the of the sea, back to the block
a bitch on my dick and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, clot
Don't the lion
'Cause you'll get on the spot
Lick shot, drop on soil
Pot's hot until it
To this shit, I'm loyal
Dip us, ride with us,
Slide with us, slip us
Sit us, slick with 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
bandana, it's me and Montana
At the with Tanehsa,
Alisha, Lakesha,
for my blammer

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

The smell of blood in the
Body laid out stiff full of wounds
I told nigga I was coming back
Pussy must not heard me when I told him that
Nigga, eye for an eye
A life for a life, a body for a
I want to smell his breath took
And look him in his eyes and make for sure he knows how death
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 back it
Then walked away a demeanour
I just done it
Something evil this way's
For big face hundreds bitch gets punished

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