Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Your Ass Goodbye

D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
Ohh, shit, go

You can your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,

You can kiss your ass
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da

Aiyyo, this that shit make niggaz wanna rep they clique
Grab their gun an' diss to their dick
Buck somethin', go an' fuck somethin'
Like frontin' nigga bitch, make her suck somethin'

Wild out, D-Block shirt out
Hoodie on with the all black on
Niggaz yappin' 'til muh'fuckin' face is torn
Tongue is gone, three-piece suits is

Hit y'all fagot ass that's scared to death
Talk shit, when I'm around, hold y'all breath
I make murder music, my shit bang in the
But they want me to chill since Janet showed

It's too much now since Ja ruined 50
I don't know no way but to rap gritty
Fuck that, baby, I'm rich
Until then where the is my thugs at up in this bitch? Let's go

You can kiss your ass
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,

You can kiss your ass
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da

Whattup, You cut up, nigga
Shoot shit to lift the up, nigga
D-Block, D-Block like a wolf
Tell your mom I a child off the roof

Give a a hundred dollars to towel off the Coupe
Style on niggaz; somethin' down
We pile on niggaz, wild on niggaz
La da da, da da da

a lullaby for you
Better ask your man, he ready to die for
We through, tearin' the block up
We ain't gettin' locked up, that mean we even the cops up

Yeah nigga, two mo' times
Whattup, Now we in the New York rhyme
Better kiss that ass goodbye, when I'm by
plastic nines to blast your eyes, right, what, nigga?

You can your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,

You can kiss your ass
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da

Aiyyo, I shit how I wanna talk, bop how I wanna walk
An' you can tell that dere is from New York
An' I still got my niggaz ready to squeeze
I don't need to see me with a couple of G's

An' I don't a loan, muh'fucker, I'm grown
Had a thirty eight before I had a
I stuck up before y'all lil' niggaz started to bone
This that Sheek shit, y'all niggaz tryin' to clone

Let's be real, the muh'fucker with a deal
never had a fight, no guns, none of that
Niggaz I'm right, I say goodnight to my son
my baby moms a lil' cake
An' my a lil' somethin' 'fore I go on the run

Before pussy niggaz try hand
kick in the door like, "Daddy's home"
An' I 'Making The Band'
What coward niggaz don't understand? Yeah

You can your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,

You can kiss your ass
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da

You can kiss ass goodbye