Luyện nghe bài hát Manny Fresh Mix

1:

It aint ove yall i got some shit on my chest these niggas bittin given me
reasons to flex, you know they when we catchem we gon bag em' tie them
clowns up 3rd wall stockem' we gon dragem' threw the fuckin shit is
realer than it ever been, them suckas playin how the U spin the benz,
and when i'm mad aint no tellin what i'ma do, run in ya crib kill ya and
ya momma too, then find you and make you pay for what you done mah dogg,
dirty dirty ready to take ya wig off, i smoked a marbol to try to keep
myself stable loadin guns at the round table, now i'm able, capable to
another one out, loose lips sank ships shoulnd't been ya mouth, now ima
ride out after i and destroy this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass
Boy

Chorus:(chorus 2x)
You can copy all you
you can try to sing it
but none of yal niggas can bring it we bring it
this aint no remake or we the real machoy
this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass Boy

2:

Big tight wit mah group and i'm makin them ring masked up dressed in black
and i'm throwin them things, kept it blowin on tha top 4 for about 4 but
now you niggas gots to pay dealers no more tears, yeah tha done got out
comein agian, motha fucka that means nobody's ?????
take a blow to the we troups we neva die, i told yall mother fuckers time
after time, we uptown niggas livin violent violent ride for tha skae of
just ridin, the hood mackin flexs hit tha and i'll be hidin revenge to
yall did to one of mah friends, i got my money right nah we can go to war
spend the benz all that but i'lll get loaded agian don't make me shoot a
bad in go to cave ya chest in how i'm a ride out afta i kill and
destroy this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass Yellow Boy, called like
i did gocked...

(chorus 2x)

Verse 3: We gonna dragem agian spinin wth full tint leave a note around
his neck that reads yella revenge i cought him slippin ar the store
cocked a 4 kick tha door he screemed like a hoe yall shoot me nomore, FA
SHO, ya better be for some bullet proof headgear fuck tha dumb shit i'm
takin dome shots this year knock ya down they did st. thomas leave bitches
in and niggas hit tha wall

I hide behind the milk box my disquise is smooth fitted a buisness man
timberland boots smokin that crew to those whose put that evil on mah
mind i wait to buck this nigga with this 9 so stop cryin which one of you
motha fuckas got the nuts to run up on us its like a i get to use tha
mack 90 get real grindy scadadle to the west so you find me i can motha
fucka 90

I got these niggas hostage bite and gotta stop bitch eerthing we you
bitch's and try to copy it ride on out i don't want no motha fuckin dap
now who killed mah boy yella aka hard head rapper crushin ya bone i be
eager to a nigga dumb his body in the river on tha reala boy i'm a
garilla yall know i'm still standin thuggin huffin and puffin you
niggas thuggin tha hood mack and hit tha block and start tha bustin

( 3 gun shots)

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