Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
You, pussy nigga, finna me kill one of y'all

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

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

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

I never get caught murkin' y'all 'cause it ain't do
The question is who saw when I'm way to
me any day you want, you can think I'm a playa if you want
But the that 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 'cause it's well known where I'm at
They can catch me in the booth right now if they really like
Now needing hoe get 'em in the hole, shit
The fo fo is big and all that shit, protect the heart of you, both it

You betta check ya gun 'cause you so
If the chopper you with no dick
[Incomprehensible] holdin' shit
At least six of you and a more of you bitches
And I don't 'cause I'm focused

Ain't a thang change, I still keep that thang
up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games until somebody get
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 somebody get

When 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 me first

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 better me first

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

You should have been nothing but what you did what you did
I ain't gotta spell it out, pimp, you what it is
your gangsta, your real man? You know what it is
Plus I got a hundred goons with me dressed in
Fifty at the front door, at the back, half got k's, half got mags

Bring 'em out, 'em out, show '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 more with him and tell them to hold that

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

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

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 catch me first

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

Right now [Incomprehensible] make a nigga beg
a bullet goes by probably feel a little breeze, drop to yo knees
I can see the big barrel of the chrome
Double grip handle to squeeze
I keep a couple lit off for the niggas who talk

When I go to Jacob and I cop that
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, stuck with me

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

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

Look, listen and you observe, yo,
You listening from the bullet that the burst slow
Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little and had your leanin
like a quarter past four
Stay 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 know I got it way, sir

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

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

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 catch me