Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Fuck Back

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

that
Get the fuck
Luda your skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole on my nutsack
that
Put it in weed, nigga, puff that
that?
People die tonight

that
Get the fuck
Fate make skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole town's on my
Cuff
Put it in your weed, nigga, that
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 you at a show and beat you with a mix tape

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

These people to scrub the red off
Stains they get off
They 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 letter the government, the other day
They told me that the 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 fuck
We your skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole town's on my
Cuff
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff
What's
gon' die tonight

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

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