Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get drunk get wild buck
You my style, get crunk
bounce, niggaz bounce
And let me give you that funk shit, blunt
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
Back out to tape, out to rape

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

and dogs, hold 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 twenty-two old

Ain't never the cold wet behind the ears
Know what real pain is, cried 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 drunk get buck fool
You know my style, get
Bitches bounce, niggaz
Let me you that funk shit, blunt shit
I make you bang it out your trunk

It just look right, bullshit coke don't cook right
The judge ain't throwin' the book
Should 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 enough I ain't lettin' go of the lock
If I happen to pinched, I ain't to shock
I'm to get aquatinted with niggaz in general pop

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

It's just raspy nothin' on the neck wrist ware just
There's no way I'm letting this money just get 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 know my style, get
bounce, niggaz bounce
And let me give you that funk shit, shit
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 jersey wit' the gold kicks
Bitches be like you a mutha fuckin' trip
Hop in the whip and lean till that fucka flip

And every club in Cali crackin' it's gangsta
a couple of niggaz with me that'll bang you down
Now lil' mama put switches on and make it
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 like pops
In the absence of Makaveli, I like Pac

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

All my niggaz, all my
Get high, get drunk get wild fool
You know my style, get
Bitches bounce, bounce
And let me give you that shit, blunt shit
I make 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