Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

What happened to that rapper
Y'all used to fuck

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

That shit ain't happening, we got some real shit
to be like Short 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 up at the high school
Now you're hardcore CB4
Biting, what you be me for?

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

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

You wine her and dine her
And get jealous you can't find her
You're but a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked at the park, bitch

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

And I don't stop rapping, one thing I do
Is stop making this funky-ass shit to to
And other rap can see
Dangerous got the funky beats

And I see ya, and act like I don't know ya
I'm like 'cause I can show ya
Why is my shit so funky it
Pee Wee, B, and Ant Banks

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

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

(MC)

(The gangsta)
Would've been shit without the Bad-Ass Banksta
(The punk)

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

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

You'll get more from a prize in a Cracker
And since Banks said he can't have no funk
(Hell naw)
Get in you fit in, punk
what life is all about

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

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

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

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

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

And let the whole clip
And let these know that you ain't taking no shit
I mean you gotta be a nut,
And you give 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 nigga popping lip, get your on
Don't ever go out like another
You show everybody that you the baddest motherfucker

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

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

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

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

You wanna follow in my footsteps, well put on your hat
the sack, and don't be ashamed to mack
I'm bout to tell you how a player has to be
The comes naturally, so hoes quit asking me
I never listened and to cuss 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 me calm, black, so pass me the bomb sack
And me extend with a grin to another place
I live on the edge and the Feds and the space

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

And ass Ron is my psychopath sidekick
Two niggas, yeah, we advocate violence
Talking shit to the world 'cause we have to stay silent
searching for a bad plan, thinking like a mad man

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

it, it's just another nigga dead
I pulled the trigger and I lead, that's when the nigga bled
is what I see in the nighttime
Strange and deranged, I in my right mind

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

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

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

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

Fool understand all the shit that goes on up in this nigga's head
From the hood come if you would but you end up dead
See these sick-ass streets done turned me out
Surviving and making cash is what about

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

I tried the education system but I it
So now I'm in the goddamn game and stop it
And I'm a threat to authority
Make the police sweat when they check this minority

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

So I packs a pump for the punks who wanna try for their
'Cause I would never tell a hoe how I make my
I cut my on an un so I can't 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 it's real and a can't fake it
I know sad what I'm doing
And I don't give a fuck, I'm Ant Dog and I'm a Bad-N-Fluenz

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