Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Fuck Back

What the up?
DTP in this fucker
And for all ya'll that like it
Do one thing, get the fuck
all my niggas is ready
Luda, 20, Fate,
Let's show these mutha fuckers how we the peace
Get the back, bitch!

Fuck
Get the back
Luda make your skull
that
Bitch, your town's on my nutsack
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
What's
People die tonight

that
Get the fuck
D low your skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole town's on my
that
Put it in weed, nigga, puff that
that?
People die tonight

Bronson, mutha fucker, give me more three feet
DTP in the club, we comin' than three deep
Your whole crew is and my squad is real cash getters
Stayin' more to crunk, our shit like bad clippers

How many try to hustle with dealer then went
Infamous, I'm a value meal, I come with the
I gotta enough for beef, if you want it that way
I'll push your wig like finger waves or bad toupee

I a load of you niggaz, leave kids in the hallways
'em at they locka
See 'em on Broadway and tap ass
Catch 'em in the pool and overlap they ass

I'm from the Southside, Park
G road, niggas gone, when the beef starts
Don't hold back, let the spark
One's through his vest, one's his chest
hollows lay the niggas to rest, uh

Fuck
Get the back
Luda make your skull
that
Bitch, your whole town's on my
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, that
that?
People die tonight

Fuck
Get the fuck
Shaw make your crack
Tuck
Bitch, your town better love that
Cuff
Put it in your weed, nigga, that
that?
People die tonight

What you know projects, hoes, and murder
lotta game, whole lotta keys and burners
Whole dope fiends, trying to scheme the workers
Whole feds, got them niggas scared to surface

Type of bitch that got the in my sock
Find me on tha tryin' to cop a piece of the crop
Watch me, pull upon me real in a drop
But if you with my paper, feel the heat from the glock, nigga

We pop bottles, bottle, over you head, niggas
Put nozzles, nozzles, right your leg, niggas
Our motto, motto is kill 'em instead,
We make 'em loose weight, when we Craig, niggas

All of ya'll is nice, half thugs, and half assed
The only time I'm goin' half, is on a half
But I use a full clip, 'cuz I'm a full fledged
Part time MC, full drug dealer

that
Get the back
make your skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole on my nutsack
Cuff
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
What's
People gon' die

Fuck
Get the fuck
Fate make your crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole town's on my
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
What's
gon' die tonight

We the filthy niggas the south, A town represent us
Strong armin' motherfuckers, like a sickle
You got issues with us talkin' on Niks tapes
I'll catch you at a show and beat you a mix tape

You best pump brakes, 'fore I shells and blood ooze
I leave like burps, excuse
Just on pissin' me off, like a weak kidney
And you will find your family readin' your

people tryin' to scrub the red off
Stains don't get off
wanted to bring the pain, so this thang 'bout to set off
Barretas for cheddar, you're better off dead off
Yes, you can do it, cut his head off

I got a from the government, the other day
They told me that the bitches a shipment of my yay
They on their way, three to get the K
Two minutes to get the weight, one and I'm a spray

that
Get the fuck
We make your skull
Tuck
Bitch, your town's on my nutsack
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
What's
People die tonight

that
Get the fuck
We make your crack
Tuck
Bitch, whole town better love that
that
Put it in weed, nigga, puff that
that?
People gon' die

Bang bang kill a man let his hang
And when I'm in the court, guilty insane
They put me in a ward, have to maintain
But when I hit bricks a damn thing change
bang kill a man let his brains hang
And I'm in the court, plead guilty insane
They put me in a ward, I'mma to maintain
But when I hit bricks won't a thing change