Luyện nghe bài hát Git out My Face

Fake-ass-ni-ggaz (NEED TO GET OUT MY)
Fake-ass-ni-ggaz (WON'TCHA OUT MY) faaaace
(ALL YOU FRAUDULENT-ASS NEED TO GET OUT MY) faaaace
(ALL YOU BEGGIN-ASS BITCHES NEED TO GET OUT MY)

News gossip gossip boppers boppin hoes beg
Foresake me cause they always be off in my bed
Always fuckin with they feelings, I'll fuck you with my head
I don't love you and you don't love me so motherfuck what said
I got paper spend it I ain't never seen a night
that I felt a need to pay a bitch she was a dyke
pussy left and right, bringin bitches by my place
Jack me off and suck my and let me skeet off in her (faaaace~!)
start to buzzin, guess her husband askin questions
Wonderin where she at cause she called her cousin, mad and fussin
I'm laughin cause I'm fuckin, ass and titty suckin
Please your nipples, puttin that in her ass and she ain't strugglin

You ain't gangsta, youse a busta, quick to say that you a
But realistically, you a bitch to me, sweet as pie but to Custer
Wanna cry when niggaz ya, wanna hide cause niggaz bust ya
Got the of them statements you was makin motherfucker
All you niggaz get the fuck out my (faaaace~!)
'Fore I it rain and shower you with copper from the A
K, 47 gon' be my tool
Make me clack it, I start like a motherfuckin fool (yeah)
Fool, you know me, I've down since '85
Sellin dime for dime, doublin up my every time
I live the life of crime, ghetto life day to day
Made me throw up both my hands, now get the up out my (faaaace~!)

Thought I hung it up for good, got tired of ridin beats
for free, said fuck it, I'm gon' go on and coach a
golf and smoke my weed, poke her every other day
Do groups and keep these haters out my motherfuckin (faaaace~!)
But shit ain't go the way I planned, I'm caught off in the cross
And if I leave they won't respect the cause niggaz soft
Talkin 'bout what's in they mouth, 'bout they cars and house
And that what we all about, we out here workin in a drought
'Bout that paper, 'bout that cabbage, out here 'til you grab it
Pimp a pimp, you silly rabbit, youse a bun a tablet
So yo' intellect connect is comin short it out of
Catchin bricks and and ace so get the fuck up out my face