Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

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 make you bang it out your

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

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

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

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

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get drunk get wild buck
You know my style, get
Bitches bounce, niggaz
Let me give you that shit, blunt 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 that you up softy
talk greasy you grew up off me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

fly, get away
You my style
it out your trunk
While I make you it out your trunk