Luyện nghe bài hát Last Night

Comin in the dance night(uh hum)
Busta boy fear night(uh oh)
Me find me nine(um hum)
So me go, out me knife(so me say)
Comin in the dance night(uh hum)
Busta boy last night(uh oh)
Me find me nine(um hum)
So me go, out me knife(so me say)

A lot of brothers like me
Screw me when the me
Pop a lot of shit, but they scared to death to me
See me on the stage wit on some rap shit
They see me in the wit Bust on some lap shit
Befrore this rap shit, it was the corner crack
But now I'm on the on some autograph shit
drop the 4 5th round the waiste
So if you want war, let me with the case
Ain't nothin to it, I got the heart to do it
in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluid
Ya niggas stupid, ya got brains, use it
Ain't nithin stop my black ass, from gettin cash
On the real, that's how I feel
A born again hooligan, hungry for meal
Got the iced-out rings that you wanna steal
get it, watch ya whole shit get wetted
Street cat, got enough cats to set it
So if you ain't doin shit, ya niggas to dead it
Watchin my money, it cost bullets in ya
It's all ral here, there ain't no here
You around here, you catch ya death here
I mean it, you could front, but you it
Nigga guard life before I turn around and steal it
Look into my and analyze what you deal wit
If I find you, I take it out on who you be wit
Type of bitch nigga I never smoke a tree wit

in the dance last night(uh hum)
Busta boy last night(uh oh)
Me find me nine(um hum)
So me go, out me knife(so me say)
in the dance last night(uh hum)
Busta boy last night(uh oh)
Me couldn't me nine(um hum)
So me go, out me knife(so me say)

Nowadays we blow smoke out the exhaust
Contamenatin smoke still makin me
I mean we bout to turn wak shit off
Wack niggas is sick wit the flu sippin broth
Now here's another winnin
Gettin money, eatin fine cuisine like buttered and rice pilaf
Stay heavily armed, Alakun
you bitch ass suffer til you got to beg for ya moms
Now turn the truck on, get ya fuck on, got you on
Stupid between yo legs, get yo suck on
bottles, treat niggas like Gus D'Amoto
Eat avacado, to go purchase a white Diablo
Niggas know my motto, lets get money, Macho
another rapper, lets go collect the nacho
Oh shit, hope you slip, another murder commit
The comin on Teen Summit
corny nigga talk too quick, think he slick
Throwin a brick, yappin off, lyin on his
Too late, you'll be the type o' nigga I love to hate
Brutally ya shit like a nigga turned primate
Time of the year, feel great, slate
Throw a plate, property shoppin to but a landscape
How they say street 'ill never have
Now we possess the 5S wit the red Nav
Doin things like signin graffiti on
so much money staff calculate the math
Laugh you the half, eyin in the stash
Mediatin watch the blow the blunt ash
You had a blast , now how you gonna last
Ice grillin for nothing, you make ass
Brace one more time, know what I mean dun
Violate the foul line, it be yo last one

Comin in the last night(uh hum)
Busta boy fear night(uh oh)
Me find me nine(um hum)
So me go, out me knife(so me say)
Comin in the last night(uh hum)
boy fear last night(uh oh)
Me find me nine(um hum)
So me go, out me knife(so me say)