Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt

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

Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep thang
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 change, I still keep that thang
Right up my shirt when I pull away, hang and bang
it all fun and games until somebody get hurt

When 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 catch me first

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 nigga talk like bro, little runnin' their mouth
That is till run in house, put the gun in their mouth
Tell 'em, "Nigga, 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 lose jaw?

I get caught murkin' y'all 'cause it ain't watcha do
The is who saw when I'm way to raw?
Catch me any day you want, you can think I'm a if you want
But the that remain, if I got an AK you don't
Well, then, playa, you

Don't get me wrong, niggas 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 like that
Now nigga needing hoe get 'em in the hole,
The fo fo is big and all that ole' shit, the heart of you, both it

You betta check ya gun 'cause you so
If the chopper leave you with no
[Incomprehensible] your shit
At least six of you and a couple of you bitches
And I miss 'cause I'm focused

Ain't a damn 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 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 catch me first
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you catch 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

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

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

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

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

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

When 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 catch me first

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

Right now make a nigga beg please
When a bullet goes by feel a little breeze, drop to yo knees
I can see the big barrel of the chrome
Double handle where to squeeze
I keep a 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 that
And Ima pop that thang and the gonna stay
The nigga 'bout to set the with me
For the part, nigga, youre stuck with me

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

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

Look, listen and you observe, yo,
You listening from the that the glock burst slow
Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little and had body leanin
Lookin' like a quarter four
Stay down better, for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt
I don't bitch, if you really need to go the other way
You I got it under way, sir

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

When 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

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 me first