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

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

Wild out, D-Block inside out
Hoodie on with the all Belushis on
Niggaz yappin' they muh'fuckin' face is torn
Tongue is gone, suits is worn

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

It's too much violence now since Ja 50
I know no other way but to rap gritty
Fuck that, baby, when I'm
Until then where the is my thugs at up in this bitch? Let's go

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

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

Whattup, You cut up, nigga
Shoot shit to the truck up, nigga
D-Block, D-Block howl like a
Tell mom I throw a child off the roof

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

That's a for you
ask your man, he ready to die for you?
We through, tearin' the block up
We ain't gettin' up, that mean we even shootin' the cops up

Yeah nigga, two mo' times
Whattup, Now we in the New York rhyme
Better kiss that ass goodbye, I'm passin' 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 talk shit how I talk, bop how I wanna walk
An' you can tell that nigga dere is from New
An' I still got my South niggaz to squeeze
I don't cake to see me with a couple of G's

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

Let's be real, the average muh'fucker with a
Probably never had a fight, no guns, of that
Niggaz I'm right, I say goodnight to my son
Give my baby a lil' cake
An' my moms a lil' 'fore I go on the run

Before pussy niggaz try hand
kick in the door like, "Daddy's home"
An' I ain't The Band'
What y'all 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 ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da

You can kiss ass goodbye