Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

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 that funk shit, blunt
While I make you it out your trunk

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

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

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

Ain't felt the cold wet behind the ears
Know what real 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 drunk get wild fool
You know my style, get
bounce, niggaz bounce
Let me give you that funk shit, shit
I make you bang it out your trunk

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

I letting go of the block
And if I get a good grip I ain't lettin' go of the lock
If I happen to pinched, I 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
after that is when the jealousy sets in
Then they'll shut it

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

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

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

And every club in Cali crackin' it's 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 to Cali player take ya pump
My New York niggaz leave y'all 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 carry bangers we feel like SWAT
And that's the reason why Rialto feel Watts, come on

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 your

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