Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

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

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

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

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

[gangsta
Oh no, you
Misses boo comin' atcha
Wit niggas guaranteed to wet your 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? where she at? we get her, yo!"
Triple 6, gangsta boo, why you come & get me ho? !
Bet niggas on the payroll, ready to swat you baby
Slice & dice ass like some fruit wit a chrome machetti
I hope you ready to see freddy in your fuckin'
Make shit come true, know what I mean nigga?
I'm outta control like a fucked up roller ride
Let me get high, thought you mothafuckas (nigga)
I be the mindless, shoot bitches, I flow
I give a fuck 'cause ya hatin'
What the for?
You do not pay me
do you break me
Hypnotize for real
We chasin'

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

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

1

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 I been sexed
By the lord & ?
Rock a mic up off stage, if cordless
Yes, love the gangsta way I
three thousand x
I smoke the dope up in my
Hit the head
Kill 'em all, by the 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin' startin' the c-b-q
Be from this
I rip it ?
? ya pretty styles & sympathies go
Make a believer ? ? , put it on the show, they it rippley
So the
Sucka who chuckles wit will really catch the knuckles
'cause hoes will tape you with ? you ain't got the muscle
I leave you stiffened on the curb, make ya head ? ?
You don't want no ? ? ?

don't want it
Fatal put the pump to your
you up wit shots
Give you reasons to run
The dumbest, ain't nothin' these get game from
It's the verbal
It's venom, I'm 'em by the hundreds
Train gas, tryin' to you in the rep-tain gap
Hussein
Put it in that
Shit, you playin'
>from to your city
My fo-fo
gold from sheezy
Put the ? to your
Fuck wit hussein &
your 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
It's them outlaws in three 6, can't do shit with
That slick shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix
I'm tellin' you, you my man, I'm back from shellin' you
my plans
And i'mma be out liquor, smokin' an l for you

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