Luyện nghe bài hát Get in Where You Fit In

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

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

That shit ain't happening, we got some real shit
Trying to be like Short motherfucker, you know I'm saying?
Dangerous Music got some shit 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, what you be me for?

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

Bitches, that's you always be
Like the other young 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 probably wine her and 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 like
Shorty the pimp, was born to

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

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

You outta trying 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 your
Done you like a hoe and then sent ass home
One punk and went
Had to the hoe, but I'm still a pimp

(MC)

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

Now he's gonna 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 him 'cause dangerous don't want him
tell a lie almost every other 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 said he can't have no more funk
(Hell naw)
Get in you fit in, punk
what 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)
you a fool for that
(Fuck nigga)
(Goddamn)

Man, fuck that punk-ass
Man trying to fuck the dangerous
Crew, nigga, you can't with this shit
Nigga, we got niggas way tighter 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 fucking away from me
'Cause the motherfucking turf is the to be
hella niggas 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 you gotta be a nut, fool
And you can't a fuck, you can cut nigga, fuck school
Because shit don't even last long

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

Show niggas you the biggest boss
And ain't no slipping stopping the just popping
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, what life is all about
You eating the cunt and she sucking your and you
fucking that bitch and kicking that up out
I ain't a model, and I don't play the fucking

Don't be when 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 know?
Well, these know now
And don't be jealous and mad we doing
'Cause I give a fuck, I'm from the Bad-N-Fluenz clique

You follow in my footsteps, well put on your gangsta hat
Burn the sack, and don't be ashamed to
I'm bout to tell you how a player has to be
The shit comes naturally, so quit 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 sucker on
You can't keep me calm, black, so me the bomb sack
And watch me with a grin to another place
I live on the edge and the Feds and the space

But ain't no stopping fool, I'm on a rampage
out in a damn rage, so don't try to stand, break
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 Rappin' ass Ron is my sidekick
Two hardhead niggas, yeah, we advocate
Talking shit to the world 'cause we don't have to silent
Steady searching for a bad plan, like a mad man

Your crew 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, destructive and I shit
You stepping, pack your weapon fucking the Bad-N-Fluenz clique

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

I can't relate, I'm stuck in a dream
A psychopath, and Diddley Dog is my
We, we a to Fred and Barney Rubble
So to Bad-N-Fluenz and you know you in double trouble
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 down the bottle
And I don't even like fucking no alcohol
But I'll snatch a joint, and get out for y'all

lit, never having a fit
On the avenue, brew, grabbing my dick
And if your clique shit, it's 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 watch you like a bad check
I'm a mack that's from 8900, bitch
Rappin' Ron and Dog and Bad-N-Fluenz ruling 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 these Oakland streets done turned me out
Surviving and making cash is what about

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

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

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

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

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 nigga fake it
I know sad what 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, bitch
Swoll-ass motherfucker, you can't with the crew, nigga
You need to get in where you fit in, you bitch