Luyện nghe bài hát Messin' With My Cru

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

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

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

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

Fuck tennis, you dealing a straight menace
Wailing on your ass Venice
Well uh, got it sewn like a
like a sailor, truck like a trailor
Scope with the
All the above done the like Australia

Straight bailing you out, one call from
Aiming you out like P, that's what we be a about
I got ammunition for dissing
ain't R&B, that's why I'm skipping all that rip shit
I land one with the gun

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

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

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

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

I got hollow pistol leave you with the infested in the chest
It's the Aknel, you know I rock
I keep the gun point cocked like fucking
Who the hell to touch this veteran

Murder is the medicine, fine I'll stop the
Bullet in your brain leave your head in
On the ground you'll be laying for exceteran ceteran, ceteran
But that headache 'cuz you headed for a wake
I threw the gun in the lake, so they see me upstate

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

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

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

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

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

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