Luyện nghe bài hát Gangster Ass Anthony

You can't fuck the felt flow
All the that you talking, don't help you grow
Mad face can't wait to catch you man made
You see mee say hello, I leave say helll no
I'm not an asshole, I'm a
Travel the globe to have sex with
my ? my and my excorsist
All suggest that we come here to wreck your
It's the treacherous, two Ant
If we do it, who the fuck can
they ? slave to the ringtone
I pussy in the bacon that you bring home
The fistfucking is in this function
Enough to justify, shutting down production
Get off the mic.go at ya life for
One of mc's puts it on youre wife

Your girlfriend got her off, once again
One naughty shit that I done to her friend
So again it's on motherfucker
And you won't do shit, you a bitch so you
I like myself this morning when I woke up
So keep talking like I won't loc up
I'm ? we don't stop
the police come, than the heat go poppin'
Now we stopping, we go in the
You can get youre time for try to show out
I'm to roll out, no doubt
to take ya ho out
Popping junk, young punk what you know about
Felt 2 me and comming trough
we serving these suckers like may I help you
Supersize we ride on these busters
Murs two times with the L

Man who the are you, trying bark trough
this is my episode and it co-star you
So youre fucking mouth
if you don't what you talking about
Get on youre cellphone, call her, him
Now you running my name to the mud
Who I fuck ain't none of youre
I lick or suck man mind youre bitchness
And bitchness, not ?
You ain't proffesional punk, youre a assistant
you shotgun, I try to whip fool
Pussy don't drive this car, bitch do
And if I hit you a knockout
You strowed in but I bet ya walkout

That's the if you wanna fuck with me

You a hit
Give me a dollar plus a beer and some
Yo Ant turn up the till my eardrums turn red
is for my people waking up and burn in bed
And this is for my people waking up to the rent
I come start no message
I paid at the I wasn't on the guestlist
Had a few beverage left
because the rappers, hookers and ? werent to
Dirty something getting to the turkey stuffing
Thirty victem of a mercy snuffing
bugging on the botom line
But I'm of the wine so everything is fine
put hands in the air, like you happy to have hands
I'm jump up and down I'm happy to have fans
It's all stay away the pistols and
On the bigger things, peace to Ricky