Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Your Ass Goodbye (remix)

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

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

Hit y'all fagot ass niggaz 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 Ja ruined 50
I don't no other way but to rap gritty
that, baby, when I'm rich
Until then where the fuck is my thugs at up in this 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 ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da

Whattup, nigga? You cut up,
Shoot to lift the truck up, nigga
D-Block, howl 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 gon' pile on niggaz, wild on
La da da, da da da

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

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

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

Aiyyo, I talk shit how I wanna talk, bop how I walk
An' you can tell that nigga dere is New York
An' I still got my South niggaz ready to
I don't need cake to see me 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
This that Sheek Louch shit, y'all niggaz to clone

Let's be real, the average with a deal
Probably had a fight, no guns, none of that
Niggaz know I'm right, I say to my son
Give my baby moms a lil'
An' my moms a lil' somethin' I go on the run

Before pussy try their hand
I'll in the door like, "Daddy's home"
An' I ain't 'Making The
What y'all coward 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 your ass goodbye
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block,
La da da, da da da

You can kiss your ass