Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now for real to Cali player take ya pump
My New niggaz leave y'all wit' razor bumps
Now raised a rolling stone, I feel like 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 feel my
Man, all my niggaz carry bangers we feel like
And that's the reason why Rialto like Watts, come on

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

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