Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

Yo, everybody get down, yo, you be mad at us, man
We just doin' what you you know, doin' us
Niggaz hate and all that shit man, everybody get down
There's a lot of out here, get your hands on it
Uhh, uhh, Most Wanted, you got to lay down, on

I'm that who you wanna be
Not y'all deal, hot cars, only fuck pop stars
Radikal bitches, pierced and the pussy
If I for the bitch let me fall don't push me

Hatin' ass nigga don't have a slick
Caught his eye lookin' my chain 'cause he dickride
Niggaz ain't cool with niggaz fear me
And through the song so they bitch don't hear me

What, let me find out jealous
Hot yo, the controllers what can you tell us
We H O T B O Y S
Taught you the shit you know, so why us

Don't follow me that shit'll your neck
This week nigga I done ate your check
Let my checkbook if I'm playin' in vain
When you niggaz boo cool 'cause you sayin' my name
on

Is it the way I and I got what you tryin' a get
Or do I so good that you don't know what to do
Is it the way I live and I got what you a get
Or do I look so good you don't know what to do

The cops wanna see my CL6 they wanna frisk me
And with this dough I get, they wanna twist me
You love Mr. Hi, oh now you wanna me
Either dead or me doing a bit, you miss me

No can say or it's too much love 'cause I'm
When I used to push things I flip quicker
Niggaz wanna twist Boobonic and Mr
Are cuttin' big brothers and fuck little sister

I Most Wanted this and Most Wanted that
Mr. dead broke and what Mr. can't rap
Follow Mr. with this gun on my lap
And all frontin' for your boys
Will get you one in your

Ain't my fault that my dough comes fast and your's
Exhale like Whitney Houston and look
And I'm next to the and the cocaine rowers
Sea Red I split your head just like Noah, nigga

Is it the way I live and I got what you a get
Or do I look so good that you know what to do
Is it the way I live and I got you tryin' a get
Or do I look so good that you don't what to do

Yo, Lee Mr. a couldn't hear me a price
I'll catch a bullet for him my chain of the rice
Spit last round I done gone for
And you the listener if you come for

Die for the nigga that's my dog
be like damn why y'all always together
Two things I never had us be rich
And you and another ass bitch

Boobonic don't feed man I'll shit for you
Tell you take cover, I get hit for you
Get stitched up back and spit for you
Bring hot that make the shit boil

for you homie till our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for you, got it fucked up
Like chicks that a perm their clit get touched up
off on the bike and pop the clutch up, what

Haters, on
'Cause I'm a do what the is asked
Haters, on
I'm a do what the fuck is asked

You know, niggaz don't none man
Anybody move closer, I'm you one thing
I'm ghetto, no
You niggaz want no beef, man, I'm ruby for that shit

For real, fuck you man
I love bitches money and
And you niggaz ain't that, you know
You niggaz experienced that, man

Y'all don't know the fuck money is man
Money is when your account
Is the banks motherfucker
You niggaz got stashes, I stash

nigga, you don't want none
I'm a gangster, man
I'll take over your dressed in a suit
And niggaz wanna reach I and sharp shoot