Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Fuck Back

What the up?
DTP in this fucker
And for all ya'll that don't it
Do one thing, get the fuck
all my niggas is ready
Luda, 20, Fate,
Let's show these fuckers how we disturb the peace
Get the back, bitch!

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

Fuck
Get the fuck
D low make your skull
that
Bitch, your town's on my nutsack
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
What's
People gon' die

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

How many try to with dealer then went broke
Infamous, I'm a value meal, I come the coke
I gotta guns 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
Catch 'em at locka
See 'em on Broadway and tap ass
Catch 'em in the swimming pool and overlap ass

I'm the Southside, College Park
G road, niggas gone, ride when the beef
Don't back, let the heat spark
One's through his vest, one's through his
Sleepy hollows lay the to rest, uh

that
Get the fuck
Luda make your skull
Tuck
Bitch, your whole on my nutsack
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, that
that?
People gon' die

Fuck
Get the back
Shaw make skull crack
that
Bitch, your whole town better love
Cuff
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
What's
gon' die tonight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You best pump brakes, 'fore I pump shells and ooze
I leave niggas like burps,
keep on pissin' me off, like a weak kidney
And you find your family readin' your obituary

These people tryin' to the red off
Stains they get off
They wanted to bring the pain, so this thang to set off
Barretas for cheddar, you're better off dead off
Yes, you can do it, cut his fuckin' off

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

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

Fuck
Get the back
We make skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole town better love
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
that?
People die tonight

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