Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Fuck Back

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

people tryin' to scrub the red off
Stains they get off
They wanted to bring the pain, so thang 'bout 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 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

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

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