Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Fuck Back

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

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

Fuck
Get the back
D low your skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole on my nutsack
Cuff
Put it in your weed, nigga, that
that?
People gon' die

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

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

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

I'm from the Southside, College
G road, niggas gone, when the beef starts
hold back, let the heat spark
One's through his vest, one's through his
Sleepy hollows lay the to rest, uh

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

Fuck
Get the back
Shaw make your skull
Tuck
Bitch, your whole town better love
Cuff
Put it in weed, nigga, puff that
that?
People gon' die

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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