Luyện nghe bài hát Messin' With My Cru

Messing my cru
with my cru
We will you
We will you

You have a fucking clue
(Clue)
What we to do
What we to do
You don't a fucking clue
we came to do
What we to do

Ha, I roll on your doo like
Man listen, Aknel stay in condition shampoo
There a man who can handle
Once I back slap you or you
Bullets in your skin like a

Now to reality, you ain't as bad as me
I get down for my clan till call me your majesty
Nigga fat as me fuck with strategy
My stuck way up where her blatter be
But that don't matter see, I'll serve your ass like Andre

Fuck tennis, you dealing a straight menace
Wailing on ass like Venice
Well uh, got it sewn like a
Float like a sailor, truck like a
Scope with the
All the above I've done the like

Straight bailing you out, one from jail
you out like Master P, that's what we be a about
I got ammunition for those
This ain't R&B, why I'm skipping all that rip shit
I one with the hand gun

You could go ask Charles and tell you
I'm the man, son
My gun had bust mans, watch many mans
Get the fuck off, there feet like dust pans
You get touched, man, messing us man

with my cru
Messing my cru
We kill you
We kill you

You don't have a clue
(Clue)
we came to do
What we to do
You don't a fucking clue
What we to do
we came to do

Ha, I'm untouchable Elliot Ness
My foot will lay you to rest
And bless you with Russell Simmons saint
And say thanks for out and God bless
Bow, fuck bullet proof vest

I got hollow pistol leave you the bullet infested in the chest
the Aknel, you know I rock well
I keep the gun cocked like fucking barbells
Who the hell want to touch veteran

Murder is the medicine, fine stop the pedaling
Bullet in your brain leave your in pain
On the ground you'll be reaching for exceteran ceteran, ceteran
But fuck that headache you headed for a wake
I threw the gun in the lake, so don't see me upstate

Now they don't a clue and shit
Around the way I see your written on the walls
Like rest in in you and shit
Your crew ain't doing shit
Your talking about the city had you suing it

Ha, I got the name Michael on the mack 11
They send niggas on the highway to heaven
You want to see God hit you with seven
You want to see God hit you about seven
Like you shop in Pennsylvania, your straight redden
Get it redden Pennsylvania, you want to shoot a one
I swing my hands like Macarena

Messing my cru
Messing my cru
We will you
We will you

You don't a fucking clue
(Clue)
we came to do
What we to do
You don't a fucking clue
What we to do
What we to do

Messing my cru
Messing my cru
We will you
We will you

You don't a fucking clue
(Clue)
What we to do
we came to do
You don't have a fucking
we came to do
What we to do