Luyện nghe bài hát None Of Y'all Betta

It's sorta the Holy Trinity
So I'm
I say it's like three guns you fuckin' fagots
Get shot three ways
Matter fact, that six different ways
Gun in hand bitch
None of betta
Ain't none of betta
If it is
squash you, A S A P, feel it

All I know, niggas give me all my
Boston George 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 block to screw up your plans
'Cuz I still rob niggas for
I'm the first one they call when they gettin' the dope

I'm the one who prick your finger when they you the oath
I'm the one who made the hit when bring you the toast
Like Pacino and De-Niro 'cept call me Paniro
Sad Styles still that arrow, fuck it
the boss of New York, you know how I feel
Kill a motherfucker 'cuz a corpse talk
(No doubt)
Sixteen in the wit one in the head
If the had legs have them run in your head, bitch

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

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

Let's get it my nigga
Load the up and go shoppin' my nigga
And I don't mean the mall or no Gucci
You know what the fuck I want, of raw
And I'm too old to make less than a hundred a
If it means wavin' the hammer and you there
If it means grabbin' your out daycare
Somebody a seed, pay or bleed

It's Sheek Louch, I got no heart
I shoot broad daylight right in of the mark
I put 28 holes the icy car
Fuck around, like the God won't
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
none 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 betta
Bet you know it's all
Is it real? son!
Ain't none of betta

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

And everybody gon' me now
Down and an oozie mahogany brown
Faggots you to kill 'em in a hurry
It me up, like they ain't got no money to get buried
You could flip, I'll m'kay, motherfucker
In my block still doin 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
What y'all about
Put in my
On the
Ain't if y'all betta
But you it's all real
Is it Yeah son!

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