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 been doin (yeah)
Ya know?, us
Niggas hatin and shit (everybody get down)
Theres a lot of out here, getcha hands on it
Uh uh, Wanted

Yo, I'm that who you wanna be (who)
Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, fuck pop stars
Radikal
pass the pussy
If I fall for a bitch, let me fall dont me
Hatin ass dont hafta slick sides
'cause outta look at my cause he dont dick ride
Yo niggas aint cool wit Bonic, fear me
And talk to the song so bitch dont hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me out niggas 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 alone nigga I already ate ya check
Let my check book determine if I'm in vein
When you niggas Boo cool
Cause your my name

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

[Mr.]
The cops wanna see my C-L 6,
They wanna me
And young with dough 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 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 little
I hear Most this (and)
Most that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. dead (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home with gun on my lap
And all that for ya boys will get ya one in ya back
Aint my fault my dough come fast and slower
You ass out winnin a used to go lower
And I'm next to the and the cocaine grower
See red when I split ya head Noah nigga

(Chorus)

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

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

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You know.. dont want it man anybody move closer
I'm tellin you one thing I'm ghetto. .no
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
You niggas dont no beef man
I'm for that shit for real
Fuck you man.. I love bitchs, money, and travelin
And you niggas experince that.. you know
you niggas experience that man
Y'all dont know what is man
money is when your bank 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 corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna I lean and sharp shoot