Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get drunk get wild fool
You my style, get crunk
Bitches bounce, niggaz
And let me you that funk shit, blunt shit
I make you bang it out your trunk

You cats, talk but walk quick when the dog hit
The dog hits back to the raw shit
Aww shit, done let me back out the gate
Back out to tape, back out to

Back off the so please back out the way
Before I blow ya back out with this AK
Don't a fuck what a nigga say no matter who he sound like
Make sure you know what the rain is but it's gonna be coming down

Cats and dogs, up it is cats and dogs
Keep fucking the dog its gonna be cats in the morgue
Twenty-two million, sold keep it real
Most killers ain't even twenty-two years old

Ain't never felt the cold wet behind the
Know real pain is, cried real tears
I go hard bogard and my ground
Fuck y'all niggaz, it's how it's down, baby

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get get wild buck fool
You know my style, get
Bitches bounce, niggaz
Let me give you that funk shit, shit
While I make you bang it out trunk

It just look right, bullshit coke don't cook right
The judge throwin' the book right
Should thank the Lord you blew up softy
talk greasy you grew up off me

I letting go of the block
And if I get a good enough grip I lettin' go of the lock
If I happen to pinched, I goin' to shock
I'm gonna to get aquatinted with niggaz in pop

Stop but don't hate, everybody got a lil' blood to donate
The thugs'll go ape, the come around
Shortly after that is when the sets in
Then they'll it down

It's just nothin' on the neck wrist ware just classy
There's no way I'm this money just get past me
all I had to do in the first place
From the beginning was get

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get drunk get buck fool
You my style, get crunk
Bitches bounce, bounce
And let me give you that shit, blunt shit
While I you bang it out your trunk

Niggaz been waitin' for that coast shit, I tell them to go fish
Blowin' purple in a Laker jersey wit' the gold kicks
be like Toon you a mutha fuckin' trip
Hop in the whip and lean till that mutha flip

And every club in Cali it's gangsta town
Keep a couple of niggaz with me bang you down
Now lil' mama put switches on and it jump
me you needed Lil' Jon to make it crunk

Now for real come to Cali player take ya
My New niggaz leave y'all wit' razor bumps
Now pappa raised a rolling stone, I feel pops
In the absence of Makaveli, I like Pac

So even I got the deal I still might pop
Right in of the po, po you could feel my shots
Man, all my niggaz carry bangers we feel like
And that's the reason why Rialto feel Watts, come on

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get drunk get wild fool
You my style, get crunk
bounce, niggaz bounce
And let me give you that funk shit, blunt
I make you bang it out your trunk

Can't fly, get
You my style
it out your trunk
While I make you it out your trunk