Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

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

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

[gangsta
Oh no, you
gangsta boo comin' atcha
Wit guaranteed to wet your fuckin coochies, watered up
We be the roughest, my team be the buckest, my team be the
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 swat you
Slice & dice your ass like some fruit wit a machetti
I you ready to see freddy in your fuckin' dreams
believe shit come true, know what I mean nigga?
I'm outta like a fucked up roller coaster ride
Let me get high, you mothafuckas died (nigga)
I be the mindless, shoot bitches, when I
I don't give a fuck ya hatin'
the fuck for?
You do not pay me
Neither do you me
Hypnotize for real
We chasin'

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(oh no) I'm sick & tired of playin' wit these hoes
All my life I seen friends turned another fuckin'
If a nigga out to sea, what the fuck you get
A group of sellin' ? dolo? 'caine
Talkin' 'bout how you
I make the that ? like...
believe me? test me jack
*brrap, brrrrap brap*
You better be nimble, you better be
When fuckin' forty click
It's gonna be 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, kickin'
Guns to
'caine
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 phones
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 ? bent
Like some missed up out your
the ? chest
Many bitches I sexed
By the & this ?
a mic up off stage, if it's cordless
Yes, love the way I test
Take thousand x
I smoke the dope up in my
Hit the head
Kill 'em all, by the 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin' from the c-b-q
Be from this
I rip it ?
? ya pretty styles & go mentally?
Make a believer ? ? , put it on the show, called it rippley
So the
Sucka who chuckles wit buckles will really the knuckles
'cause hoes duct tape you with ? you ain't got the muscle
I leave you stiffened on the curb, ya head like ? ?
You don't no posse ? ? ?

They don't it
Fatal put the pump to your
Hittin' you up wit
you reasons to run with
The dumbest, ain't nothin' cats get game from
the verbal verdict
It's venom, I'm dissin' 'em by the
Train gas, tryin' to you in the rep-tain gap
foul
Put it in that
Shit, you playin'
>from memphis to city
My pretty
Lil' gold sheezy
Put the ? to your
Fuck wit & thugs
your brain on drugs
I the pain wit slugs
Don't get then plug
get popped off
Block wit hot shots, and off
I spot y'all, I popped mines off
It's them outlaws in three 6, y'all do shit with
That slick shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix
I'm you, you my man, I'm holdin' back from shellin' you
Screw my
And i'mma be pourin' out liquor, an l for you

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