Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
You, pussy nigga, finna make me kill one of

a damn thang change, I still keep that thang
Right up under my shirt, better tell them I playin'
Because it's all fun and games until get hurt
Ain't a damn change, I still keep that thang
Right up under my shirt when I pull away, and bang
'Cause it all fun and games until get hurt

you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better catch me

So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better catch me
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better me first

A lot of pussy nigga talk like bro, runnin' their mouth
That is till run in their house, put the gun in their
Tell 'em, "Nigga, talk shit now", think you know they gonna
I ain't scared of the law, now I'm to go to war
What it is, nigga? Where you lose jaw?

I never get caught murkin' y'all it ain't watcha do
The question is who saw when I'm way to
Catch me any day you want, you can I'm a playa if you want
But the facts remain, if I got an AK you don't
Well, then, playa, you

Don't get me wrong, pussy wanna kill me too
But this ain't 'bout shit it's very well known where I'm at
They can catch me in the booth right now if they really like
Now nigga hoe get 'em in the hole, shit
The fo fo is big and all that shit, protect the heart of you, both it

You check ya gun 'cause you so sick
If the chopper leave you with no
holdin' your shit
At least six of you and a couple of you bitches
And I don't miss 'cause I'm

Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that
Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't
Because it's all fun and games until get hurt
Ain't a damn thang change, I still that thang
Right up under my shirt when I pull away, and bang
'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get

you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me

So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better me first
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better catch me

Boy, you might talk loud, act real but they don't really want here
Pussy niggas, better act right, lay low, we where your family live
Trust me, you want me up in your grill
With a ski on, duct taping your kids
You can all you want but I don't forgive

You should have been nothing but what you did what you did
I gotta spell it out, pimp, you know what it is
Where your gangsta, your real man? You know it is
Plus I got a hundred goons with me in black
Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back, got k's, half got mags

Bring 'em out, bring 'em out, 'em where they at
We can do them right here, we can them in a trap
Run up on nigga, put a hole in his hat
Put his brains on the in the stalks
He has some dumb fifty with him and tell them to hold that

Lights out, no hasta manana, la vista, sara nara
Y tu, no tomorrow, no and no sorrow
And the next one of y'all, niggas, try me that
I swear to God, man, Im really snap

Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that
Right up under my shirt, better tell I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games somebody get hurt
a damn thang change, I still keep that thang
Right up under my shirt when I pull away, and bang
'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get

you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you catch me first
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me

So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you catch me first

Right now [Incomprehensible] a nigga beg please
When a bullet goes by probably feel a little breeze, drop to yo
I can see the big of the chrome flip
Double grip handle where to
I a couple lit off for the niggas who talk shit

When I go to Jacob and I cop brain
If he tried to see me Ima cop thang
And Ima pop that and the shots gonna stay
The nigga 'bout to set the trunk me
For the most part, nigga, youre stuck me

I'd tell you something if you was really smart and you better
People probably tell ya, Don't fuck me
Front if you want, muthafucka, you can it
The smile on my even if I got a rachet
Ah, pop off, police, me over, believe I got a compartment

If I gotta it, must I just remind ya, niggas when I come through?
Know that I am a find ya,
Take two bust so many shots, come now probably blind y'all, niggas
Now okay, lets go, see you don't really wanna moshpit blow
Crap up a then I cap up a nigga
When I finish we'll turn it into an ob search, yo

Look, and you better observe, yo,
You listening the bullet that the glock burst slow
Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a and had your body leanin
Lookin' like a past four
down better, checkin' for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt
I play bitch, if you really need to go the other way
You I got it under way, sir

Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep thang
Right up under my shirt, better tell them I playin'
Because it's all fun and until somebody get hurt
a damn thang change, I still keep that thang
Right up under my shirt when I pull away, and bang
'Cause it all fun and until somebody get hurt

When you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better catch me

So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better me first
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you catch me first