Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

What happened to that other
Y'all to fuck with?

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

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

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

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

Bitches, that's you always be
Like the other young bitches try to get with me
I run all up in it but this no race
I pull it out and shoot it right in her

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

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

And I stop rapping, one thing I never do
Is stop this funky-ass shit to ride to
And other rap 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 funky it
Pee Wee, B, and Ant Banks

You outta pocket trying to with my crew
You might of just learned, but it nothing new
happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by music?

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

(MC)

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

Now gonna 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

can have him 'cause dangerous don't want him
He'll tell a lie almost every other
I'm Bennett, I ain't in it
Go on your reject rap attack

You'll get from a prize in a Cracker Jack
And since Banks said he can't have no funk
(Hell naw)
Get in you fit in, punk
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 like that,
You a

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

Man, fuck that punk-ass
Man trying to fuck the dangerous
Crew, nigga, you hang with this shit
Nigga, we got niggas way tighter you man
You old wanna be me, asshole
Come with some real niggas East Oakland, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

These motherfuckers didn't
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, well put on gangsta hat
Burn the sack, and don't be ashamed to
I'm bout to tell you how a player has to be
The comes naturally, so hoes quit asking me
I listened and used to cuss in back of the church

Bracking the Max is my birth, packing a gat on the
Ready to any sucker on contact
You keep me calm, black, so pass me the bomb sack
And watch me extend with a to another place
I live on the and the Feds and the brothers space

But ain't no stopping fool, I'm on a rampage
Breaks out in a rage, so don't try to stand, break
Sit in the range, get maimed, I don't fight fair
with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare
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
shit to the world 'cause we don't have to stay silent
Steady for a bad plan, thinking like a mad man

Your crew think they tight, but when I they a sad clan
So it, I'm always causing ruckus
Whoever wanna disagree grab my dick and suck it
Diddley is always shit, destructive and I ruin shit
You stepping, pack weapon 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
is what I see in the nighttime
Strange and deranged, I in my right mind

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

Some lunatics, and we known to ruin
A terrorist, I ain't never been a model
I grab the fucking 40 and down the whole 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 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 with and watch you bounce like a bad check
'Cause I'm a mack that's 8900, bitch
Rappin' Ron and Dog and Bad-N-Fluenz ruling shit

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

Some people ask me why I commit there 'em a scratch
But I'm and I'm trapped and I can't turn back
I was as a cruel kid
the streets taught me
More these fake-ass schools did

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

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

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

the cop jock as I create a be a hot spot
Pushing slugs just to it
I'm in the and it's real and a nigga can't fake it
I it's sad what I'm doing
And I give a fuck, I'm Ant Diddley Dog and I'm a Bad-N-Fluenz

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