Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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Yo, every get down
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just what we've been doin (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 nigga who you 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 push me
ass nigga dont hafta slick sides
'cause outta at my chain cause he dont dick ride
Yo niggas aint cool wit Bonic, niggas me
And talk to the song so they bitch hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me find out jealous
Hot, yo the best told us that we can get you
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
you the shit you know so why test us
Dont me that shit'a break ya neck
This alone nigga I already ate ya check
Let my check book determine if I'm playin in
When you niggas Boo cool
Cause sayin my name

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

[Mr.]
The cops wanna see my C-L 6,
They wanna me
And young with this dough I get 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 I'm richer
When I used to them things, I flip quicker,
Niggas wanna twist Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and fuckin they little
I hear Most Wanted (and)
Wanted that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home this gun on my lap
And all frontin for ya boys will get ya one in ya back
Aint my my dough come fast and yours slower
You ass out like a used to go lower
And I'm next to the and the cocaine grower
See red when I split ya like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A couldn't hand me a price
I a bullet for em like my chain 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
be like damn why y'all always together
Two things thata be have is rich and thats you and another ass bitch

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

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