Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

What happened to other rapper
Y'all used to fuck

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

That shit what's happening, we got some real shit
Trying to be like Short motherfucker, you what I'm saying?
Music got some mack shit for your ass, boy
Fuck him up,

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

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

Bitches, that's what you be
Like the other young bitches 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 probably her and dine her
And get when you can't find her
nothing but a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked at the park, bitch

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

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

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

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

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

(MC)

(The gangsta)
Would've never 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" when you're

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

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

Did that get him, did get it?
(Yeah, you got him)
Wait, the end?
(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 trying to fuck with the
Crew, nigga, you can't with this shit
Nigga, we got niggas way tighter you man
You old wanna be me, asshole
with some real niggas from East Oakland, nigga

I'm a Bad-N-Fluenz, so keep fucking kids away from me
'Cause the motherfucking is the place to be
Where niggas get shot at
So better pop back or your ass getting dropped, black
'Cause niggas lay you on back 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 that you ain't taking no
I mean you gotta be a nut,
And you can't give a fuck, you can cut nigga, fuck
Because that shit don't 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 popping lip, get bank on
Don't go out like another sucker
You gotta 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 ain't nothing but just riches to me
Getting with my partners and bitches to see

Yep, that's what is all about
You eating the and she sucking your dick and you
fucking bitch and kicking that bitch up out
I a model, and I don't 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 little bad motherfucker, go on and hit the
how it is in the Oaktown

These motherfuckers didn't
Well, these motherfuckers now
And don't be jealous and mad we 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
Burn the sack, and be ashamed to mack
I'm to tell you how a true player has to be
The shit comes naturally, so hoes quit me
I never listened and used to cuss in of the church

Bracking the Max is my birth, a gat on the turf
Ready to any sucker 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
Breaks out in a rage, so don't try to stand, break
Sit in the range, you'll get maimed, I fight fair
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 sidekick
Two niggas, yeah, we advocate violence
Talking shit to the world 'cause we don't have to stay
Steady searching for a bad plan, like a mad man

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

Fuck it, it's just nigga dead
I pulled the trigger and I figure lead, 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 in a dream state
A psychopath, and Diddley Dog is my
We, we a closer to and Barney Rubble
So step to Bad-N-Fluenz and you know you in double
Motherfucker, we the Bad-N-Fluenz

Some lunatics, and we known to shit
A terrorist, I ain't been a role model
Nigga I grab the fucking 40 and the whole bottle
And I don't even fucking with no alcohol
But I'll snatch a joint, and get smoked out for

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

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

Fool don't 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 is what it's about

Some people ask me why I commit there '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 goddamn and can't stop it
And I'm a threat to authority
Make the police sweat they check this wreckless minority

You want more of me, to Oakland, that's where I be at
Selling dope with my folks, close and see I react
Hard niggas addicted to dirty money, fast cars, and fine
On the drink every day winos
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 cream on an un so I can't be
And then I bump up on the block and knock after

Watch the cop jock as I a be a hot spot
slugs just to make it
I'm in the game and it's real and a nigga 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

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