Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Fuck Back

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

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

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

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

How many try to hustle with then went broke
Infamous, I'm a value meal, I come the coke
I enough guns for beef, if you want it that way
I'll push your wig back like 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 pool and overlap they ass

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

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

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

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

of bitch that 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 fuckin' with my paper, feel the heat the glock, nigga

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

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

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

Fuck
Get the fuck
Fate make skull crack
that
Bitch, your whole town's on my
Cuff
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
that?
People die tonight

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck
Get the fuck
We make skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole better love that
that
Put it in your weed, nigga, that
What's
gon' die tonight

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