Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

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

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

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

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

boo]
Oh no, you
Misses gangsta boo atcha
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!"
Triple 6, gangsta boo, why don't you & get me ho? !
Bet y'all niggas on the payroll, ready to you baby
Slice & your ass like some fruit wit a chrome machetti
I hope you ready to see in your fuckin' dreams
Make believe shit come true, know I mean nigga?
I'm outta control like a fucked up coaster ride
Let me get high, you mothafuckas died (nigga)
I be the mindless, bitches, when I flow
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 wit these fuckin' 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 the bullets that ? like...
Don't believe me? me jack
*brrap, brrrrap brap*
You better be nimble, you better be
When this fuckin' click
It's gonna be cold in your partna's
Wit hoes in your doors

Ain't a killa, a nigga, by the scrilla
But a hustla, I'm by the
Keepin' the trouble, doors
Guns to
'caine
In the snow, or in the
I'm maintain
In the street, or on the
I'm grips
dice
The cheese, I
I a bitch
Runnin' combs, on cellular
I'm in home
Put toes, up in your face
So now on

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

They want it
put the pump to your stomach
Hittin' you up wit
you reasons to run with
The dumbest, ain't nothin' these cats get game
It's the verdict
It's venom, I'm dissin' 'em by the
gas, tryin' to seal you in the rep-tain gap
Hussein
Put it in apple
Shit, you playin'
>from memphis to your
My pretty
Lil' gold sheezy
Put the ? to kitty
wit hussein & thugs
That's your on drugs
I bring the wit slugs
Don't get slain then
get popped off
Block wit hot shots, and off
I spot y'all, I popped mines off
them outlaws in three 6, y'all can't do shit with
That slick shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix
I'm tellin' you, you my man, I'm holdin' back shellin' you
my plans
And i'mma be out liquor, smokin' an l for you

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