Luyện nghe bài hát None Of Y'all Betta

It's sorta like the Holy
So I'm
I say it's three different guns you fuckin' fagots
Get shot three ways
fact, make that six different ways
Gun in each bitch
None of betta
none of y'all betta
If it is
We'll squash you, A S A P, it

All I know, niggas me all my dough
Like Boston comin' through with all my blow
Right now I'm to charter a jet
Fuck hit the Panama Canal and get a harder connect
Step on your toes, mess with your hoes, up your mans
Come through the tryin' to screw up your plans
I still rob niggas for coke
Understand I'm the one they call when they gettin' the dope

I'm the one who prick finger when they give you the oath
I'm the one who made the hit when bring you the toast
Pacino and De-Niro 'cept they call me Paniro
Sad Styles still spin that arrow, it
Like the of New York, you know how I feel
a motherfucker 'cuz a corpse don't talk
(No doubt)
Sixteen in the joint wit one in the
If the bullets had have them run in your head, bitch

none of y'all betta
What y'all know
Put in my
On the
Ain't if y'all betta
But you know it's all
Is it Yeah son!

Ain't of y'all betta
y'all know about
Put in my
On the
Ain't none of y'all
Bet you know it's all
Is it Yeah son!
Ain't none of betta

get it poppin' my nigga
Load the tech up and go my nigga
And I mean the mall or no Gucci store
You know what the fuck I want, of raw
And I'm too old to make less a hundred a year
If it means the hammer and leavin' you there
If it means grabbin' your out daycare
Somebody losin' a seed, pay or

It's Sheek Louch, I ain't got no
I shoot broad right in front of the mark
I put 28 through the icy car
around, like the God won't squeeze
If I don't see the badge I'm the D's
Lox motherfucker, the ox
The why you shouldn't cop drops motherfucker
Like it's something for me to shoot your motherfucker, what

none of y'all betta
What y'all know
Put in my
On the
Ain't if y'all betta
But you it's all real
Is it Yeah son!

Ain't of y'all betta
What y'all know
Put in my
On the
Ain't none of betta
Bet you know all real
Is it real? son!
Ain't none of y'all

Ayo the and the rice, the cokes and the pyrex
Over the and I'm bout to hit it with the ice
love to pump the bomb
They know no ones, now niggas'll jump they moms
You God minus the 12
I pop up, all you see is and rifles
If I don't like you, I'ma you not fight you
I bite a piece of your ear off like Mike do

And everybody follow me now
Down eighth and an oozie mahogany
want you to kill 'em in a hurry
It fucks me up, like they ain't got no to get buried
You could flip, I'll survive m'kay,
In my block still twenty-five a day
Know you work out, chest and your all nice
But the twelve gauge'll have six pack on ice, what?

Ain't none of betta
y'all know about
Put in my
On the
Ain't none if y'all
But you know all real
Is it Yeah son!

Ain't none if y'all
Let you know, let you it's all real
Ain't none if betta