Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

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

Man, we fucking with that fake motherfucker MC
Uh, whatever motherfucker name is
Man, we got a real crew, we got over here
Rapping for real, eat pussy on records and

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

Get in where you fit in,
You was a mark up at the school
Now you're hardcore CB4
Biting, what you wanna be me

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
Like the other bitches that try to get with me
I run all up in it but this ain't no
I pull it out and it right in her face

You probably wine her and her
And get jealous you can't find her
nothing but a mark
I bet you get your ass hanging at the park, bitch

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

And I stop rapping, one thing I never do
Is stop making this shit to ride to
And other rap can see
Dangerous Crew got the funky

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 funky it
Pee Wee, B, and Ant Banks

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

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

(MC)

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

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

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

get more 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 life is all about

Did get him, did that 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)
you a fool for that
(Fuck nigga)
(Goddamn)

Man, fuck punk-ass nigga
Man trying to fuck 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 some real niggas from East Oakland, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

Don't be shit when old, nigga fuck 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

These didn't know?
Well, these motherfuckers now
And don't be and mad we doing shit
'Cause I don't give a fuck, I'm 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 you how a true player has to be
The shit comes naturally, so hoes asking 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 drop any on contact
You can't keep me calm, black, so pass me the bomb
And watch me with a grin to another place
I on the edge and the Feds and the brothers space

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

And Rappin' ass Ron is my psychopath
Two niggas, yeah, we advocate violence
Talking shit to the world we don't 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 it, I'm always causing ruckus
Whoever disagree then grab my dick and suck it
Diddley is always doing shit, and I ruin shit
You stepping, pack your fucking with 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
Bloodshed is I see in the nighttime
and deranged, I ain't in my right mind

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

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

Getting lit, having a fit
On the avenue, having brew, my dick
And if your clique talking shit, it's your I'm a terrorize
The nine to your spine, now your ass is

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

don't 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 Oakland streets done turned me out
Surviving and making cash is what it's

Some people ask me why I commit crimes there 'em a
But I'm and I'm trapped and I can't turn back
I was as a cruel kid
the streets taught me
More than these 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 threat to
the police sweat when they check this wreckless minority

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

So I packs a pump for the 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 I bump up on the block and knock after knock

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

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 fuck with the crew, nigga
You need to get in where you fit in, you bitch