Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

1 - (oh no) at the club, when at the club
at the club, we get so bumped
We try to up some shit

(oh no) when at the club, at the club
at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up shit

(oh no) when at the club, at the club
at the club, we get so bumped
We try to up some shit

(oh no) when at the club, at the club
at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up some

[gangsta
Oh no, you
Misses gangsta boo comin'
Wit niggas guaranteed to wet fuckin coochies, watered up
We be the roughest, my be the buckest, my team be the quickest
you say "what the fuck was it? !
Who that be? she at? we besta get her, yo!"
6, gangsta boo, why don't you come & get me ho? !
Bet y'all niggas on the payroll, ready to you baby
Slice & dice your ass like fruit wit a chrome machetti
I hope you ready to see freddy in your fuckin'
Make believe shit true, know what I mean nigga?
I'm outta control like a up roller coaster ride
Let me get high, you mothafuckas died (nigga)
I be the mindless, shoot bitches, I flow
I don't give a 'cause ya hatin'
What the fuck
You do not pay me
do you break me
Hypnotize comin' for
We chasin'

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(oh no) I'm sick & tired of wit these fuckin' hoes
All my life I seen friends turned another foes
If a nigga out to sea, what the fuck you get
A group of niggas sellin' ? 'caine
Talkin' 'bout how you
I make the bullets ? like...
Don't believe me? test me
*brrap, brrap brap*
You be nimble, you better be quick
When fuckin' forty click
gonna be cold in your partna's house
Wit hoes in doors bitch

a killa, ain't a nigga, by the scrilla
But a hustla, I'm by the
Keepin' the trouble, doors
Guns to
Slangin'
In the snow, or in the
I'm gon'
In the street, or on the
I'm grips
Shakin'
The cheese, I
I a bitch
Runnin' combs, on cellular
I'm in your
Put them toes, up in your
So now on

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Ha, I got ? ?
Yes, on the c-b set
you deaf, ? ha, if you bitches wanna flex
Catch a neck ?
some missed up out your chest
>from the ?
Many bitches I been
By the & this ?
Rock a mic up off stage, if cordless
Yes, love the way I test
Take thousand x
I smoke the up in my chevy
Hit the head
'em all, by the three 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin' startin' from the
Be from this
I rip it ?
? ya pretty & sympathies go mentally?
Make a believer ? ? , put it on the show, they called it
So the
who chuckles wit buckles will really catch the knuckles
'cause hoes will duct tape you ? you ain't got the muscle
I leave you on the curb, make ya head like ? ?
You don't no posse ? ? ?

don't want it
Fatal put the pump to your
you up wit shots
Give you reasons to run
The dumbest, ain't these cats get game from
It's the verbal
It's venom, I'm 'em by the hundreds
Train gas, tryin' to seal you in the gap
foul
Put it in apple
Shit, you now?
>from to your city
My pretty
Lil' gold from
Put the ? to kitty
Fuck wit hussein &
That's brain on drugs
I bring the wit slugs
get slain then plug
You'll get off
wit hot shots, and dropped off
I y'all, when I popped mines off
them outlaws in three 6, y'all can't do shit with
That shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix shit
I'm tellin' you, you my man, I'm holdin' back from you
my plans
And be pourin' out liquor, smokin' an l for you

"shuttle control, control..."