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

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

[Mr.]
The cops don't see my C-L 6,
They wanna me
And young with dough I get they wanna twist me
You Mr., hi oh now you wanna kiss me
But dead or me doin a bid you gunna me
aint hate, its too much love cause I'm richer
When I used to them things, I flip quicker,
Niggas wanna twist Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and they little sisters
I hear Most 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 my dough come fast and yours slower
You ass out like winnin a to go lower
And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine
See red when I split ya head 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 listener if you for em
Die for the nigga thats my dog
Hoes be like why y'all always together
Two things thata never be have is rich and you and another ass bitch

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

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