Luyện nghe bài hát Nay Nay [ATF(Spin & Paul) diss]

1:
(Xylonite)
It's wit the remix
We fuck wit y'all
My Bro and 'cause RNS already wit ch'all
Now it's our nigga
Bout to ya eyes burn nigga
Dem teens got chu buyin' nigga
"Click" "Clack"
That's all you be
One
One shot yo will be spillin'
to run to da doc
But aint no healin'
For you and yo bitch
It aint no livin'
I'm so hot
I killed yo ass in one
Had yo heart
I got cho ass from dem red dots
And I be stopped
Only to obtain this
the mic up your anus

(Aslo)
Bitch blame us
We fire jus a torch
We'll do a
ya brains right on ya porch
ATF know hotness
When we we scorch
I gotta 10 by 2
That'll cut ya short
I'm of talkin' to you niggas
But now I'm ya
be laughin' and stashin'
Why I'm ya
aint met my dog yet
Let me all of ya
Pistol Paul, Paul...
my 22 caliber

(Xylonite)
I'm mad at cha
I'll rip you yo frame
Nigga you fuck wit the
I'll a shell in you mayne
And have you leakin' out yo
Whole gon' scatta
rip ya balls out and hand 'em to ya on a silver platta
That sorry shit don't
Paul gon' see his ass
His on lock
When Spin fuckin' drop
50 against Ja
A defeat
Yo boy
Gon' get you burried 6 feet

(Ms. Jade)
Nay Nay Nay Nay Nay Na Nay Aww
Nay Nay Nay Nay Nay Na Nay Aww
Nay Nay Nay Nay Nay Na Nay
Aww ooo ooo

2:
(Aslo)
Y'all some muhfuckas
Thinkin' y'all can wit us
Went past the limit you started wit my brotha and 'cause
a bitch
Spin of Antwaun and his girl
Ay, grab the 9
And wet 'em Jheri Curls
A-R 15
Cocked up in my
I been waitin'
This glock to pop it
ya ass on da ground
Four knuckles and a dropkick
Spin... lay yo shit out
like a carpet

(Xylonite)
it...
There go nigga name Paul
Who watch Spin
To get his on pause
I got you crosses on ya chest
Bitch you aint a
You can step up to the
And get the "RIP" the Pistons...
Here come ths nigga name
He ate 'bout 20
And all dem was his kin
Yo closed
You fuckin' maon you lick
If Tay a
mean you fuckin' slobbed on his dick

And when we see 'em we gon' they punk-ass out
And make 'em out

And I see 'em I'ma knock they punk-ass out
Lo'll 'em cash out

And I see 'em I'm gon' knock they punk-ass out Zeek'll make 'em cash out

And when we see 'em we gon' they punk-ass out
And make 'em out

Yo, y'all caint see us
Y'all must be out mind

Spin suck dick Paul lick

We out