Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

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

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

Back off the chains so please out the way
Before I blow ya back out with fuckin' AK
Don't a fuck what a nigga say no matter who he sound like
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 with the dog its gonna be cats in the morgue
Twenty-two million, let's keep it real
Most killers ain't even twenty-two years old

Ain't never felt the cold wet the ears
Know real pain is, cried real 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 wild buck
You my style, get crunk
Bitches bounce, bounce
Let me give you that shit, blunt shit
While I you bang it out your trunk

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

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

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

It's just raspy nothin' on the neck wrist ware classy
There's no way I'm this money just get past me
When all I had to do in the place
the beginning 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, shit
While I make you bang it out trunk

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

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

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

So though I got the deal I still might pop
Right in of the po, po you could feel my shots
Man, all my niggaz carry 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 my style, get crunk
bounce, niggaz bounce
And let me give you funk shit, blunt shit
While I make you bang it out your

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