Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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Yo, every get down
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just doin what been doin (yeah)
Ya know?, us
Niggas wanna hatin and (everybody get down)
Theres a lot of money out here, getcha on it
Uh uh, Wanted

Yo, I'm that who you wanna be (who)
Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, only fuck pop
Radikal
Tounge the pussy
If I fall for a bitch, let me fall push me
Hatin ass nigga dont hafta slick
outta look at my chain cause he dont dick ride
Yo niggas aint wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And talk to the song so bitch dont hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me find out niggas
Hot, yo the best told us that we can get you
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the shit you so why test us
Dont bother me shit'a break ya neck
This alone nigga I already ate ya check
Let my check determine if I'm playin in vein
When you niggas Boo it's
Cause your my name

Is it the way I live and what I got is what your to get
Do I so good that you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)
Is it the way I and what I got is what your tryin to get
Do I look so that you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)

[Mr.]
The cops wanna see my C-L 6,
They frisk me
And with this dough I get they wanna twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you wanna me
But dead or me doin a bid you gunna me
This aint hate, its too much love cause I'm
When I used to push them things, I quicker,
Niggas wanna cause Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and fuckin they sisters
I hear Wanted this (and)
Most that (uh huh)
Mr. dead broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home this gun on my lap
And all that frontin for ya will get ya one in ya back
Aint my fault my dough come and yours slower
You ass out like winnin a to go lower
And I'm next to the and the cocaine grower
See red when I ya head like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A couldn't hand me a price
I catch a for em like my chain at the rice
Spit every last round at a
A kill you the listener if you for em
Die for the nigga my dog forever
be like damn why y'all always together
Two things never be have is rich and thats you and another ass bitch

[Mr.]
dont feed man I'll talk shit for you
Tell you to take cover I'll and hit for you
Get stitched up, come back and for you
Bring hot heads that make the for you
for you homie till our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for they got it fucked up
Like that need a perm they click and touched up
Peel off on the and pop the clutch up what

Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
You know.. niggas want it man anybody move closer
I'm tellin you one I'm ghetto. .no holster
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
You dont want no beef man
I'm for that shit for real
you niggas man.. I love bitchs, money, and travelin
And you niggas didnt that.. you know
you didnt experience that man
dont know what money is man
money is when your account is the banks amount muthafucker
You have stash's.. I stash money.. overseas nigga
You dont want none I'm a
Man I'll take over y'all corners up in a suit
And niggas reach I lean and sharp shoot