Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

What to that other rapper
Y'all used to fuck

Man, we fucking with that fake motherfucker MC
Uh, that motherfucker name is
Man, we got a real crew, we got motherfuckers over
Rapping for real, eat on records and shit

That shit ain't happening, we got some real shit
Trying to be Short motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?
Dangerous Music got mack shit for your ass, boy
Fuck him up,

Get in you fit in, fool
You was a up at the high school
Now you're like CB4
Biting, what you wanna be me

It's your life, you it was a Too Short rap
But you gots no game, and your ain't fat
You to quit, rapping just ain't your place
So back on the grind and don't no case

Bitches, what you always be
the other young bitches that try to get with me
I run all up in it but ain't no race
I pull it out and it right in her face

You probably her and dine her
And get jealous when you find her
You're nothing but a
I bet you get ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch

better watch your back
Before you get by a nigga with a gat
'Cause life is Too Short, I'm in the house like
Shorty the pimp, was born to

And I don't stop rapping, one I never do
Is stop making this shit to ride to
And rap crews can see
Dangerous got the funky beats

And when I see ya, and act I don't know ya
I'm like Missouri I can show ya
Why is my so funky it stanks?
Pee Wee, Shorty B, and Ant

You outta pocket trying to hang with my
You might of just learned, but it ain't new
What happened to your funk, did you it?
Or did you get juked by dangerous

We stole all money, and all your songs
Done you like a hoe and then sent your ass
One punk and went
Had to fire the hoe, but I'm a pimp

(MC)

(The gangsta)
Would've never shit without the Bad-Ass Banksta
(The punk)

Now he's play on out
(Like a mark)
Had to put his fat foot in his
(Little bitch)
Quick to say, "I'm sorry" when you're

Y'all can have him 'cause dangerous don't him
He'll tell a lie almost every other
I'm like Bennett, I in it
Go on with reject rap attack

get more from a prize in a Cracker Jack
And since Banks said he can't have no funk
(Hell naw)
Get in where you fit in,
It's what life is all

Did get him, did that get it?
(Yeah, you got him)
Wait, it's the
(Bitch-ass nigga)

You like shit?
(Hell yeah)
Damn, you like that,
You a

(Tore his ass up)
Banks you a for that
(Fuck nigga)
(Goddamn)

Man, fuck that punk-ass
Man trying to with the dangerous
Crew, nigga, you can't hang with this
Nigga, we got way tighter than you man
You old be me, asshole nigga
Come with real niggas from East Oakland, nigga

I'm a Bad-N-Fluenz, so keep your fucking kids from me
'Cause the motherfucking is the place to be
Where hella niggas get at
So you'd better pop back or your ass getting dropped,
'Cause niggas lay you on back fast
So better grab a gat and pop a cap in they black ass

And let the whole clip
And let these motherfuckers know that you taking no shit
I mean you gotta be a nut,
And you give a fuck, you can cut nigga, fuck school
Because that shit don't even long

Get a key from an OG and get your fucking on
And if a nigga got grip, get your gank on
But if a nigga popping lip, get bank on
Don't ever go out another sucker
You gotta show everybody that you the motherfucker

Show them you the biggest boss
And ain't no stopping the tripping just popping
a clip and them niggas off
Cause see life nothing but just riches to me
Getting high with my and bitches to see

Yep, what life is all about
You eating the cunt and she sucking dick and you
fucking that and kicking that bitch up out
I ain't a model, and I play the fucking role

Don't be shit when you're old, nigga fuck a
You wanna be somebody, I tell ass you can't
You little bad motherfucker, go on and hit the
That's how it is in the

motherfuckers didn't know?
Well, motherfuckers know now
And don't be jealous and mad we shit
'Cause I don't a fuck, I'm from the Bad-N-Fluenz clique

You wanna follow in my footsteps, put on your gangsta hat
Burn the sack, and don't be ashamed to
I'm bout to you how a true player has to be
The shit comes naturally, so hoes asking me
I never listened and used to in back of the church

Bracking the Max is my birth, a gat on the turf
Ready to drop any on contact
You can't keep me calm, black, so me the bomb sack
And watch me extend a grin to another place
I live on the edge and the Feds and the brothers

But ain't no this fool, I'm on a rampage
Breaks out in a damn rage, so try to stand, break
Sit in the range, you'll get maimed, I don't fair
with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare
And I'm always using my dick I'm slick with a fly bitch

And ass Ron is my psychopath sidekick
Two hardhead niggas, yeah, we advocate
Talking to the world 'cause we don't have to stay silent
Steady for a bad plan, thinking like a mad man

Your crew they tight, but when I come they a sad clan
So fuck it, I'm always ruckus
wanna disagree then grab my dick and suck it
Diddley is always shit, destructive and I ruin shit
You stepping, pack your weapon fucking the Bad-N-Fluenz clique

Fuck it, it's just another dead
I pulled the and I figure lead, that's when the nigga bled
is what I see in the nighttime
Strange and deranged, I ain't in my mind

I can't relate, I'm stuck in a state
A psychopath, and Dog is my teammate
We, we a closer to and Barney Rubble
So step to and you know you in double trouble
Motherfucker, we the Bad-N-Fluenz

Some lunatics, and we to ruin shit
A terrorist, I ain't never a role model
Nigga I grab the fucking 40 and down the whole
And I don't even fucking with no alcohol
But I'll snatch a joint, and get smoked out for

lit, never having a fit
On the avenue, brew, grabbing my dick
And if your clique shit, it's your clique I'm a terrorize
The nine to your spine, now your ass is

I'm dangerous, and I even mad yet
I drop couch and watch you bounce like a bad check
'Cause I'm a mack that's from 8900,
Ron and Diddley Dog and Bad-N-Fluenz ruling shit

Fool don't understand all the shit goes on up in this nigga's head
From the hood come if you would but you end up dead
See these Oakland streets done turned me out
Surviving and cash is what it's about

Some people ask me why I crimes there 'em a scratch
But I'm black and I'm trapped and I turn back
I was as a cruel kid
the streets taught me
More than fake-ass schools did

I tried the education but I dropped it
So now I'm in the goddamn and can't stop it
And I'm a threat to authority
Make the sweat when they check this wreckless minority

You want of me, come to Oakland, that's where I be at
Selling dope with my folks, close and see I react
Hard addicted to dirty money, fast cars, and fine hoes
On the drink day like winos
And sometimes I be up off the blunt

So I packs a pump for the who wanna try for their stunt
'Cause I would never tell a hoe how I my green
I cut my on an un so I can't be seen
And then I bump up on the and knock after knock

Watch the cop as I create a be a hot spot
slugs just to make it
I'm in the game and it's and a nigga can't fake it
I know it's sad what I'm
And I don't give a fuck, I'm Ant Diddley Dog and I'm a

Nigga you think you got the in?
You gotta get in you fit in, bitch
Motherfucker, you pocket, punk-ass bitch
Swoll-ass motherfucker, you can't with the crew, nigga
You need to get in where you fit in, you bitch