Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

What happened to that other
Y'all used to fuck

Man, we ain't fucking with that fake MC
Uh, whatever motherfucker name is
Man, we got a crew, we got motherfuckers over here
Rapping for real, eat pussy on and shit

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

Get in you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high
Now you're hardcore CB4
Biting, what you be me for?

your life, you wish it was a Too Short rap
But you no game, and your bass ain't fat
You need to quit, rapping just ain't place
So on the grind and don't catch no case

Bitches, what you always be
Like the young bitches that try to get with me
I run all up in it but this 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 but a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park,

You'd better watch back
Before you get jacked by a nigga a gat
'Cause life is Too Short, I'm in the house like
Shorty the pimp, was to Mack

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 like I know ya
I'm like Missouri I can show ya
Why is my shit so it stanks?
Pee Wee, Shorty B, and Ant

You outta pocket trying to hang my crew
You of just learned, but it ain't nothing new
happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get by dangerous music?

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

(MC)

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

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

Y'all can have him dangerous don't want him
He'll tell a lie almost every minute
I'm Bennett, I ain't in it
Go on with your rap attack

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

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 that, nigga
You a

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

Man, fuck punk-ass nigga
Man trying to fuck 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 away from me
'Cause the motherfucking turf is the to be
hella niggas get shot at
So you'd better pop or your ass getting dropped, black
'Cause lay you on your back fast
So you'd grab a gat and pop a cap in they black ass

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

Get a key from an OG and get your cash on
And if a nigga got some grip, get gank on
But if a popping lip, get your bank on
ever go out like another sucker
You gotta show everybody that you the baddest

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

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

Don't be shit when you're old, nigga a goal
You be somebody, I tell your 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, these motherfuckers now
And be jealous and mad we doing shit
'Cause I give 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 to mack
I'm bout to tell you how a player has to be
The shit comes naturally, so hoes asking me
I never listened and used to cuss in back of the

the Max is my birth, packing a gat on the turf
Ready to drop any sucker on
You can't me calm, black, so pass me the bomb sack
And watch me with a grin to another place
I live on the edge and the and the brothers space

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

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

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

Fuck it, it's just nigga dead
I the trigger and I figure lead, that's when the nigga bled
Bloodshed is what I see in the
and deranged, I ain't in my right mind

I relate, I'm stuck in a dream state
A psychopath, and Diddley Dog is my
We, we a closer to Fred and Rubble
So step to Bad-N-Fluenz and you know you in double
Motherfucker, we the Bad-N-Fluenz

Some lunatics, and we known to shit
A terrorist, I never been a role model
Nigga I the fucking 40 and down the whole bottle
And I don't even like with no alcohol
But I'll a joint, and get smoked out for y'all

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

I'm dangerous, and I ain't mad yet
I drop with couch and watch you bounce like a bad
'Cause I'm a mack that's from 8900,
Rappin' Ron and Diddley Dog and Bad-N-Fluenz ruling

Fool don't understand all the shit that goes on up in this head
From the hood come if you would but you might end up
See these sick-ass Oakland streets done me out
Surviving and making cash is what it's

Some people ask me why I commit there 'em a scratch
But I'm black and I'm and I can't turn back
I was as a cruel kid
Because the streets me
More than these schools did

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

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

So I packs a pump for the punks who wanna try for stunt
'Cause I would never tell a hoe how I make my
I cut my cream on an un so I be seen
And then I bump up on the block and knock after

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

you think you got the shit in?
You gotta get in you fit in, bitch
Motherfucker, you pocket, punk-ass bitch
Swoll-ass motherfucker, you fuck with the crew, nigga
You to get in where you fit in, you stupid-ass bitch