Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

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

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

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

Cats and dogs, hold up it is cats and
Keep fucking with the dog its gonna be in the morgue
Twenty-two million, sold let's it real
Most y'all killers ain't even twenty-two old

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

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

It just don't look right, bullshit don't cook right
The ain't throwin' the book right
thank the Lord that you blew up softy
Don't talk you grew up off me

I letting go of the block
And if I get a good enough grip I ain't lettin' go of the
If I happen to pinched, I goin' to shock
I'm gonna to get with niggaz in general pop

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

It's just raspy nothin' on the neck ware just classy
There's no way I'm letting this money just get me
When all I had to do in the first
the beginning was get nasty

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get drunk get wild buck
You know my style, get
bounce, niggaz bounce
And let me give you funk shit, blunt shit
While I make you bang it out 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 till that mutha fucka flip

And every club in crackin' it's gangsta town
Keep a couple of niggaz me that'll bang you down
Now mama put switches on and make it jump
Before me you needed Lil' Jon to 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 though I got the deal I might pop
Right in front of the po, po you could my shots
Man, all my niggaz carry bangers we feel SWAT
And that's the why Rialto feel like Watts, come on

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

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