Luyện nghe bài hát I Never Liked Ya Ass

Don't see Kay in these motherfuckin' dog
Nigga around in this motherfucker
shocked and stupid, baby
We runnin' these motherfuckin' for real

Kay Slay, holla at baby
Kay Slay, don't want me out here
They want you out here, dog
This is Face Mob, Kayslay, New York City

at ya goddamn baby
We don't no motherfuckin' ice, baby
We rock real shit, dog
And if you think a nigga
Come wit it, it's goin' down

Let's put an ending to chatter, nigga, see me in
I'm the poof in the booth, bitch, it in blood
It's Face at you, freezin' motherfuckers like a
I got a Kay Slay pointed at you

The end of your beginning, before you get it started
You fucked up, now you in the of a heartless
Nigga, from out the gutter, it and don't stutter
I'm a gangsta, raised around the dope fiends and

But silence is golden, and the don't talk
let shit slide, 'cause beef don't walk
We attack hoes, fuck a with whack flows
I'm the last of a dying, bitch, act like you don't

I'm the reason you niggas around thug
remember, I'm the one made, you can get touched
So what you fittin' to put a record out, you a motherfuckin'
told me to knock your ass out

And you was right, I liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to with
Now you got a leakin' from the chay spit

And you was right, I never ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to with
Now you got a T-shirt from the chay spit

white five glendin', the elevator with the crib
Blend it kid, I feel one of them Bill Clinton's
Mills is spent, still don', still
Still yacht flyin', still killin' fish, still clicks

The fifth out, don't breathe out
And gonna with the ill thieves, hammers, we all fam
What, pull out the four, pop the truck, see the morgue
The casket leather, the seeks your dog

Flashback, he and them Benz's
Actin' he did ten sentences, son ain't real
He got excited, the truck, just leaned the lighter
the blunt, sat back, son beepin', we drove off

It's money on it, until them young don' on it
Devour the snitches, you get on, you with it
Make a toast for hours, for all the money and
The right division, don't never let corns get it,

And you was right, I never liked ya ass
To start with, you know, it's get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right to play with
Now you got a T-shirt from the chay spit

And you was right, I never ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the nigga to play with
Now you got a T-shirt from the chay spit

Pass the rock, you gassed a lot
I never liked ya ass, but again, you can't be shocked
Most in this rap game, and ain't for frontin'
Best believe when shit pop off, I'm blazin'

It's the J to the Izzo, you the rest
Nigga get a Twiz-O, but flow the best
been doin' this for years, ruinin' careers
Niggas never wanna listen the toolies in the air

It's the kid don't be givin' a fuck, I hold a shit outta grudge
The of nigga that'll spit at the judge
gettin' gelled, they say I'm livin' it up
'Cuz I'm at Hollywood Denzel, flickin' it up

I the corner when the shit is hot, summer time in the X
Kay got the shit on lock
That's where you go to find the God
to none, unless you compare him to John Gotti, God

And you was right, I liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your self
And Kay, bitch, you picked the nigga to play with
Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the spit

And you was right, I liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play
Now you got a T-shirt from the chay spit