Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

What to that other rapper
Y'all used to fuck

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

That shit ain't what's happening, we got some real
Trying to be like Short motherfucker, you know what I'm
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 hardcore CB4
Biting, you wanna be me for?

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

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

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

You'd better 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 to Mack

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

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

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

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

(MC)

(The gangsta)
Would've never shit 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 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 your reject rap attack

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

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 for that
(Fuck nigga)
(Goddamn)

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

I'm a Bad-N-Fluenz, so keep your kids away from me
'Cause the motherfucking is the place to be
hella niggas get shot at
So you'd pop back or your ass getting dropped, black
'Cause 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 motherfuckers that you ain't taking 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 your fucking on
And if a nigga got grip, get your gank on
But if a nigga lip, get your bank on
Don't ever go out another sucker
You gotta everybody that you the baddest motherfucker

Show them you the biggest boss
And no slipping stopping the tripping just popping
a clip and breaking them off
Cause see life ain't but just riches to me
Getting high with my and bitches to see

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

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

These motherfuckers know?
Well, motherfuckers know now
And be jealous and mad we doing shit
'Cause I don't give a fuck, I'm from the clique

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

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

But ain't no 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 psyche is a
And I'm always my dick cause I'm slick with a fly bitch

And ass Ron is my psychopath sidekick
Two hardhead niggas, yeah, we 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 think they tight, but I come they a sad clan
So fuck it, I'm always 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 trigger and I figure lead, that's 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 dream
A psychopath, and Dog is my teammate
We, we a to Fred and Barney Rubble
So step to and you know you in double trouble
Motherfucker, we the clique

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

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

I'm dangerous, and I ain't mad yet
I drop with couch and 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 nigga's head
the hood come if you would but you might end up dead
See sick-ass Oakland streets done turned me out
Surviving and making cash is it's about

Some people ask me why I commit crimes 'em a scratch
But I'm black and I'm trapped and I turn back
I was raised as a kid
Because the taught me
More than these fake-ass did

I tried the education system but I it
So now I'm in the game and can't stop it
And I'm a threat 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 addicted to dirty money, fast cars, and fine hoes
On the drink every day winos
And sometimes I be up off the blunt

So I packs a pump for the punks who wanna try for their
I would 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 after

Watch the cop as I create a be a hot spot
slugs just to make 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 don't give a fuck, I'm Ant Dog and I'm a Bad-N-Fluenz

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