Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

1 - (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 tear up some

(oh no) when at the club, at the club
When at the club, we get so
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 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 be? where 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, to swat you baby
Slice & dice your ass like some fruit wit a machetti
I hope you ready to see freddy in your dreams
Make believe shit come true, what I mean nigga?
I'm outta control like a fucked up coaster ride
Let me get high, thought you died (nigga)
I be the mindless, shoot bitches, I flow
I don't give a fuck 'cause ya
What the fuck
You do not pay me
Neither do you me
Hypnotize comin' for
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 sellin' ? 'caine
'bout how you back
I the bullets that ? like...
Don't believe me? me jack
*brrap, brrrrap brrap
You better be nimble, you better be
When this fuckin' click
gonna be cold in your partna's house
Wit in your 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
'caine
In the snow, or in the
I'm gon'
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 them toes, up in face
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 ?
Like some missed up out chest
the ? chest
Many bitches I sexed
By the & this ?
Rock a mic up off stage, if it's
Yes, love the way I test
three thousand x
I the dope up in my chevy
Hit the head
'em all, by the three 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin' from the c-b-q
Be from this
I rip it ?
? ya pretty & sympathies go mentally?
Make a believer ? ? , put it on the show, called it rippley
So the
Sucka who chuckles wit will really catch 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 want no ? ? ?

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

"shuttle control, control..."