Luyện nghe bài hát Get The Fuck Back

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

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

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

Bronson, mutha fucker, give me more than three
DTP in the club, we comin' more than three
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 with then went 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 back like finger or bad toupee

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck
Get the fuck
make your skull crack
Tuck
Bitch, your whole town's on my
Cuff
Put it in weed, nigga, puff that
that?
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' shit on Niks
I'll catch you at a show and beat you with a mix

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

These tryin' to scrub the red off
they don't get off
They wanted to bring the pain, so this 'bout to set off
for gettin' 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
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 minute and I'm a

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

that
Get the back
We your skull crack
that
Bitch, your whole town better that
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, guilty insane
They put me in a ward, have to maintain
But when I hit bricks won't a thing change
Bang bang a man let his brains hang
And when I'm in the court, guilty insane
They put me in a ward, I'mma to maintain
But when I hit bricks a damn thing change