Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Cha Friend

Yeah, ya'll thought that underground shit gon' work in ya
Yeah, for the Ouijas of sin is
For the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus our Lord
Roman 6-23 nigga, it and weep, biatch

Hit a man bustin' up in my door, so I my 44
Now them on the floor, covered up by pillows, oh no
I'm lookin' for them tryin' to put a group up in they clizick
I'm comin' up
I'm takin' no shots bustin' these off in these bitches
So why you wanna mess with
So why you wanna off this piece?

Fool, I'm bad to the bone, jone, chrome [unverified] fatality
You'll be fled, I'll be glad I make you hit that grass
I ain't showin' no mercy, goddamn it, I'm that ass
I'm cisions of flesh [unverified] like that roozer tech
That mess in my head, if the constantly this evil shit
You some laughin', who's that in the window gaspin'
Now if you feel me tell me that creepin' for your head

goes out to all of you suckas
Includin' you crossers, you bustas
This shit is so up, I can't even trust ya
This lady is of you motherfuckers
I'm bumpin' so hard, like, oh my God
Gangsta Boo is rippin' the mic all
If your ass wasn't so full of that
Never would you have tasted me from the
I'm trying to tell you hoe, let me tell you
You ain't my friend

Prophet Entertainment member as Boo
Had to tell your ass time and again
Ride with my click, Triple 6
Is all I need, plus my and the N I N E
To keep you hoes off of me
Come into my face with that pimpin' ass
Watch you see this gangsta bitch get
You friendly ass hoes I scratch off my
I don't need you, want you bitch

Friends like foes in these hoes, keep on talkin' that
like they bad as fuck but they ain' really talkin' 'bout shit
Keep on this click and we gon' hurt one of you tricks
Put your body in a ditch or dig a grave for shit
Don't you ask who like it, Blac did it bitch
Keep on talkin' all that noise and I'ma get big like big

I have to these niggas time and time again
Bitch, I ain't your fuckin'
do your ass in

I to tell these niggas time and time again
Bitch, I your fuckin' friend
I'll do ass in

I have to tell these niggas and time again
Bitch, I ain't your fuckin'
do your ass in

I have to tell these niggas time and time
Bitch, I your fuckin' friend
do your ass in

Smiles can be deceivin' even if your friends
And hoes that know we be even Steven
not believe in, too late one of them slip, it's my foes
You already got my glock to the of your head
Prayers already said, done consider yourself
Your family and friends might be sayin' I crossed you out

But nigga you was fake the beginning
So I had to you out, friend I'm no more, I kill all you foes
Step in my trunk and I give it to a back
The hammer release and leave chest with holes
All in the with that buck ass tube and pot
It's kind of hard, you can't us
And you join us 'cuz we ain't gonna stop if you don't stop

Some of the superior bends
From that of my mystical dreams of the scenes
Mighty, manipulative, mercilous, multiple
Sit in dangerous, hittin' and strippin' and critical injury
Misery, witness to the tremory
Tragedy, agony, infamy, agony brutal
my voodoo tribe
If you want to be fried, put on a feary disguise

Lord Infamous no prisoners
Forget the begging, pleading, and the
Your revaluation a satanic nation
Has be
I can look in your eyes and that there is fear
From the burning of each of your lies

Flights of headlights, black clothes and
negro startin' to decompose
From his casket the shall place a bloody black rose
Who knows that hate that goes behind closed
With corpses froze in six foot
Wicked throws, evil flows and torturing of

I have to tell these time and time again
Bitch, I ain't fuckin' friend
I'll do ass in

I have to tell these time and time again
Bitch, I ain't your friend
I'll do ass in

I to tell these niggas time and time again
Bitch, I ain't fuckin' friend
do your ass in

I have to tell these niggas time and time
Bitch, I ain't your fuckin'
I'll do ass in

Yeah, I ain't ya friend
You do your ass in
6 Mafia comin' at your ass for the 9-7 bitch
Yeah, your back niggas
You know who you are
That shit would [unverified]