Luyện nghe bài hát Knockin Heads Off

Yeah,
Motherfucker, know who it is
Lil Jon, them motherfuckin' East Boyz
I got my nigga with me too
(D-Block, son)
We gon' do for all the real motherfuckin' niggas
Holla at them J, come on
Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name
And bitches always wanna hit me I just came home
But I put the tools in ya mouth
Niggas know that I'm a on the East, but I'm huge in the South
is evil in the trenches and everybody starvin'
So to get the money right we put the on the benches
bottom feel like the ol' days
Fuckin' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to
When we loadin' the clip slug gotta catch
When you goin' to war every got his match
SS baby, blue with the mack in it
Big gold cup with rhinestones my pack in it
It's like the but the broads is fine
And if ain't puffin' cripple, then this Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the wrong nigga to style
My motherfuckin' problem to reconcile nigga what
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' heads off,
We knockin' heads off, heads off, yeah
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, heads off, yeah
You wanna go
go nigga
You wanna go
go nigga
You go nigga
go nigga
What what what what
Pussy lay it down
Me and my fixin' clown
Pussy niggas lay it
Me and my niggas fixin'
We throw our fuckin' up
We a fuck if you don't like us
We throw our fuckin' up
We give a if you don't like us
Don't like them
Can't that bitch
Don't them niggas
Can't that bitch
We'll the club down
If niggas wanna clown
We'll the club down
Bitch say now
We knockin' off, yeah
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off,
We knockin' heads off,
We knockin' heads off,
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off,
You wanna go
go nigga
You go nigga
go nigga
You go nigga
go nigga
What what what what
What,
Y'all when the beat breakdown and shit
up, what's up
It's time to get motherfuckin' buck wild in this
Now this what I want niggas to do, what's up
All the real and ladies out there, okay
Y'all need to repeat me
now
I ain't of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch
I ain't scared of in ya motherfuckin' click
I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't of no bitch
I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin'
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit
Man that shit nigga, fuck that shit
Man that shit nigga, fuck that shit
Man fuck that nigga, fuck that shit
We knockin' off, yeah
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off,
We knockin' off, yeah
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, heads off, yeah
You wanna go
Let's go
You go nigga
go nigga
You wanna go
go nigga
What what what what
Yeah, BME ho, we up out bitch
Ruff Ryders ho, up
But we leave
I gotta let my nigga you his name
I'm Holiday Styles, where the fuck you at
I off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat
P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a
My gun is and my bullets like a finger nigga
Call up Lil Jon and them Side Boyz
All I need is a lil bomb and them Side toys
You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty
Sittin' on the roof with the 30-30's out
I you I'm a menace y'all
I got guns to fill up the Lennox Mall
In the front parking lot, still movin' good
Guns sparke a lot
Hustlin' with family, with murderers
D-Block and everything, shit you probably of us
Yeah, I'm a nigga, you ain't got a gun
Or a knife, you ain't even gon' try us
leave you with a hole daddy
And for the fact I'm in the Dirty South
I'll be in the old Caddy
motherfucker