Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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

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

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

[Mr.]
The cops don't see my C-L 6,
They wanna me
And young with this I get they wanna twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you wanna me
But or me doin a bid you gunna miss me
This aint hate, its too love cause I'm richer
When I used to push them things, I quicker,
Niggas twist cause Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and fuckin they sisters
I Most Wanted this (and)
Most Wanted (uh huh)
Plus Mr. dead (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. with this gun on my lap
And all that frontin for ya will get ya one in ya back
Aint my my dough come fast and yours slower
You ass out like winnin a to go lower
And I'm to the boat and the cocaine grower
See red when I ya head like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

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

[Mr.]
dont feed man I'll talk shit for you
Tell you to take I'll swing and hit for you
Get up, come back and spit for you
Bring hot heads that the shit for you
Ride for you homie our bodies hit the soil
die for you? they got it fucked up
Like chicks that need a they click and touched up
Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up

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