Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

What happened to other rapper
Y'all used to fuck

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

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

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

It's life, you wish it was a Too Short 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 don't no case

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

You wine her and dine her
And get when you can't find her
You're nothing but a
I bet you get your ass kicked at the park, bitch

You'd better watch 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 stop rapping, one thing I never do
Is stop making this shit to ride to
And rap crews can see
Crew got the funky beats

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

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

We stole all money, and all your songs
Done you like a hoe and sent your ass home
One came 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 gonna play on out
(Like a mark)
Had to put his fat in his mouth
(Little bitch)
Quick to say, "I'm sorry" when you're

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

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

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

You that 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 with the
Crew, nigga, you can't hang this shit
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 your fucking kids away from me
the motherfucking turf is the place to be
Where hella get shot at
So you'd better pop or your ass getting dropped, black
'Cause lay you on your back fast
So you'd better grab a gat and pop a cap in black ass

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

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

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

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

Don't be shit you're old, nigga fuck a goal
You wanna be somebody, I your ass you can't
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 doing
'Cause I don't give a fuck, I'm from the Bad-N-Fluenz

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

the Max is my birth, packing a gat on the turf
Ready to drop any sucker on
You can't keep me calm, black, so pass me the sack
And watch me extend a grin 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 damn rage, so don't try to stand,
Sit in the range, get maimed, I don't fight fair
Strike with a mic, in a psyche is a
And I'm always using my dick I'm slick with a fly bitch

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

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

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

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

lunatics, and we known to ruin shit
A terrorist, I ain't never been a model
Nigga I the fucking 40 and down the whole bottle
And I don't even like fucking 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 talking shit, it's your clique I'm a terrorize
The nine to spine, now your ass is paralyzed

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

you think you got the shit 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 to get in where you fit in, you stupid-ass bitch