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 up some shit

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

(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, at the club
at the club, we get so bumped
We try to up some shit

[gangsta
Oh no, you
gangsta boo comin' atcha
Wit niggas guaranteed to wet your fuckin coochies, up
We be the roughest, my be the buckest, my team be the quickest
Makin' you say "what the was it? !
Who be? where she at? we besta get her, yo!"
Triple 6, gangsta boo, why you come & get me ho? !
Bet y'all on the payroll, ready to swat you baby
Slice & dice your ass some fruit wit a chrome machetti
I hope you ready to see freddy in your dreams
believe shit come true, know what I mean nigga?
I'm control like a fucked up roller coaster ride
Let me get high, thought you mothafuckas (nigga)
I be the mindless, shoot bitches, I flow
I don't a fuck '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 playin' wit these hoes
All my life I seen friends turned another foes
If a out to sea, what the fuck you get back?
A group of sellin' ? dolo? 'caine
Talkin' how you back
I make the bullets ? like...
Don't believe me? test me
*brrap, brrrrap brap*
You better be nimble, you be quick
this fuckin' forty click
It's gonna be in your partna's house
Wit hoes in your bitch

Ain't a killa, a nigga, by the scrilla
But a hustla, I'm by the
the trouble, kickin' doors
Guns to
'caine
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 your
So now on

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Ha, I got ? ?
Yes, on the c-b set
Make you deaf, ? ha, if you bitches flex
Catch a ? bent
Like some missed up out your
the ? chest
Many bitches I sexed
By the lord & ?
Rock a mic up off stage, if cordless
Yes, the gangsta way I test
Take thousand x
I smoke the dope up in my
Hit the rest
Kill 'em all, by the 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin' from the c-b-q
Be from 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 will really catch the
hoes will duct tape you with ? you ain't got the muscle
I you stiffened on the curb, make ya head like ? ?
You don't no posse ? ? ?

don't want it
Fatal put the pump to your
Hittin' you up wit
Give you reasons to run
The dumbest, ain't nothin' these cats get from
the verbal verdict
It's venom, I'm dissin' 'em by the
Train gas, to seal you in the rep-tain gap
Hussein
Put it in that
Shit, you now?
>from to your city
My fo-fo
gold from sheezy
Put the ? to your
wit hussein & thugs
That's your on drugs
I the pain wit slugs
Don't get then plug
get popped off
Block wit hot shots, and off
I y'all, when I popped mines off
It's them 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' from shellin' you
Screw my
And i'mma be out liquor, smokin' an l for you

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