Luyện nghe bài hát Put Ya Signs

Put ya in his face, gang sign in his face
Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his
Make them niggas fight, what make them hoes
Make niggas fight, what make them hoes fight?

Put ya in his face, gang sign in his face
Put ya sign in his face, gang in his face
Make them niggas fight, what them hoes fight?
Make them fight, what make them hoes fight?

If you bitches ain't scared put a right to the floor
Tell her she belong below under shoes roaches go
Hoe, I'm ready if you ready, tell me you wanna do
To the lovely Gangsta Boo, buck as I thought you knew

Put my sign up in ya face, leave ya stape a trace
You ain't buck bitch I saw ya stankin' ass yesterday
Talk ya hoe ya [unverified] 'cuz I'm comin' in the crowd, boy
With niggas and I'm out slammin' to the ground

I see ya from the stage, ya angry face is in the corner
Full of niggas in the middle in a trauma
While they throwin' 'bo's they hoes that stuck in a coma
Any thick lil' fine bitch on through a nigga all up on her
trick done got mad and ran to the wagon

And grabbed a 12 pump
Probably full of that numb that coke and rum and getting dumb
Cars are barrelin' through the nigga shootin', runnin' to the
Niggas catchin' the heat from
gettin' trampled over

Put ya sign in his face, sign in his face
Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his
Make them niggas fight, what them hoes fight?
Make them fight, what make them hoes fight?

Put ya in his face, gang sign in his face
Put ya sign in his face, sign in his face
Make niggas fight, what make them hoes fight?
Make niggas fight, what make them hoes fight?

Now I got you hot
Platinum out and on the
Mad because take your cell
So they stop at rocks
yo ass to North Memphis
Killas hang and pimpin'

Playas on them cards
Choppin' up in the kitchen
And I always keep it real, way before a record
So my nigga don't hate on me Juicy J be gettin' his bills
Clean that mug off ya face unless you want a casket case
Nigga what you end, who you clean, and fuck ya friend

Nigga you claimin' set, throwin', signs
You ain't no one, look inside, face is plain as day
hoe is showin'
Bitch, I'm down with the same game you claim but I fuck you up
Hoe, it ain't the off in them flames, I don't give a fuck

Put some in your liver you so [unverified] in the
Nigga all but the liver watch you run like
Was that I let you know
Packing automatics of that static that you stressin' for
Actin' you want some but it seems you scared to go

Put ya sign in his face, sign in his face
Put ya in his face, gang sign in his face
Make niggas fight, what make them hoes fight?
them niggas fight, what make them hoes fight?

Hey, call me for sweet songs
Ain't no [unverified], no funky smilin' faces
no grins up on this man
It's the [unverified] that keeps me
Social security breaking
Shit could fight up all night mo henny, wait, that's how I
(Breath)

Do you it? Is it rare?
Smack bitch up with that chair
you see me over there
Raise hands up in the air
'Cuz bitch this no Rosewood
Nigga take round
up, chopped up, fucked, lights out

Claim I claim, hang where I hang
Burn where I burn, nigga ain't no
Do what I do, with my crew
(What, what, what, what)

Nigga I thought you
Ain't no hood, our sets
Me more nigga no disrespect
Get out our way, gun spray
Easy come anyday

Put ya sign in his face, gang in his face
Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his
Make them fight, what make them hoes fight?
Make them fight, what make them hoes fight?

Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his
Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his
Make them niggas fight, what them hoes fight?
Make them niggas fight, what make them hoes

Put ya sign in his face, sign in his face
Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his
Make them niggas fight, what make them fight?
Make them niggas fight, make them hoes fight?
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