Luyện nghe bài hát Gangster Ass Anthony

You can't fuck with the felt
All the shit that you talking, don't you grow
Mad face can't wait to you man made elbow
You see mee say hello, when I say helll no
I'm not an asshole, I'm a
Travel the globe to have sex pessemist
my ? my and my excorsist
All suggest that we come here to wreck shit
the treacherous, two plus Ant
If we do it, who the fuck can
they claim ? to the ringtone
I pussy in the bacon that you bring home
The fistfucking is function in this
Enough to justify, shutting youre 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 nasty shit that I to her friend
So once again on motherfucker
And you do shit, you a bitch so fuck you
I like myself this morning when I woke up
So keep talking shit like I 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 for just try to show out
I'm trying to out, no doubt
to take ya ho out
Popping that junk, young punk you know about
Felt 2 me and Slug trough
When we serving suckers like may I help you
when we ride on these busters
Murs two times with the L

Man who the hell are you, trying trough
this is my episode and it co-star you
So youre fucking mouth
if you don't know what you about
Get on youre cellphone, her, tell him
Now you my name to the mud again
Who I fuck none of youre bussines
What I lick or suck man mind youre
And bitchness, not ?
You ain't punk, youre a pimp's assistant
you ride shotgun, I try to whip
Pussy drive this car, bitch dick do
And if I hit you a knockout
You in but I bet ya won't walkout

That's the if you wanna fuck with me

You a hit
Give me a dollar plus a beer and head
Yo Ant turn up the till my eardrums turn red
This is for my people up and burn in bed
And is for my people waking up to earn the rent
I didn't come no message
I paid at the I wasn't on the guestlist
Had a few beverage than
because the rappers, hookers and ? werent to
Dirty something closer to the turkey stuffing
Thirty husbands victem of a mercy
Birdy bugging on the line
But I'm bussing of the so everything is fine
put youre hands in the air, like you to have hands
I'm jump up and like I'm happy to have fans
It's all stay from the pistols and
On the things, peace to Ricky James