Luyện nghe bài hát Get Wild

[Hook -
All my all my bitches
get high get get wild buck fool
you know my style get
bounce niggaz bounce
let me you that funk shit blunt shit
I make you bang it out your trunk

[Verse 1 -
You cats, talk but walk quick when the dog hit
The dog hits coming back to the raw
Aww shit done let me back 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 with this AK
Don't give a fuck what a nigga say no matter who he sound
sure you know what the rain is but its gonna be coming down like
cats and dogs hold up it is and dogs
keep with the dog its gonna be cats in the morgue
twenty- two sold lets keep it real
most y'all killers ain't even twenty- two old
Aint felt the cold wet behind the ears
know what real pain is cried tears
I go hard bogard and my ground
Fuck y'all niggaz how its goin down baby

[Hook -
All my all my bitches
get get drunk get wild buck fool
you know my style get
bounce niggaz bounce
let me give you that funk blunt shit
I make you bang it out your trunk

[Verse 2 -
It just don't look
Bullshit don't cook right
The judge throwin the book right
Should thank the lord you blew up softy
Don't greasy you grew up off me
I ain't 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 gonna to get aquatinted niggaz in general pop
but don't hate 'cause everybody got a lil blood to donate
Thugs'll go ape the women'll come
shortly that is when the jealousy sets in then they'll shut it down
It's just raspy on the neck wrist ware just classy
no way I'm letting this money just get me
When all I had to do in the place from the beginning was get nasty

- Flashy]
All my all my bitches
get high get drunk get wild buck
you know my style get
bitches bounce bounce
let me you that funk shit blunt shit
while I make you bang it out your

[Verse 3 -
Niggaz been waitin' for that west coast shit I tell to go fish
Blowin purple in a purple jersey wit the gold kicks
bitches be like Toon you a fuckin trip
Hop in the whip and til that mutha fucka flip
and club in Cali crackin' its gangsta town
keep a couple of niggaz with me that'll you down
now lil mama put switches on and it jump
before me you Lil Jon to make it crunk
naw for real come to Cali take ya pump
my New niggaz leave y'all wit razor bumps
now pappa raised a rolling stone I feel pops
In the absence of Makaveli I feel Pac
even I got the deal I still might pop
right in of the po-po you could feel my shots
man all my niggaz bangers we feel like SWAT
and that's the reason why feel like Watts

- Flashy]
All my niggaz all my
get high get drunk get wild buck
you know my get crunk
bitches niggaz bounce
let me you that funk shit blunt shit
while I make you bang it out trunk