Luyện nghe bài hát Return

It all started with a C, bitch
So the fuck is up?
Told 'em somethin'
Ease up my cut

'Cause if you don't really wanna fuck wit a trill
From the trill villa wit a steel trigga land of the real
Pop pop there you go
I'ma bust 'em on yo ass if you don't up off me ho

'Cause trill niggas don't carry no sugar in nutsac
Just big fat and a trigga in they backpack
So you gon' give me my but you don't hear me though
But I bet you hear me when I you with bulletholes

P.A. nigga, ass nigga
How you figga you can buck me nigga?
Mr. big an, Mr. big time, me what's mine
Instead of buying for a bitch named sunshine

Give me what's mine, give me mine
it come down to triggas
Shit, it's the return of the trill ass

Bitch, the return of the trill ass niggas
Uh, it's the of the trill ass niggas
But you can't me
It's the return of the trill ass niggas

Yea muthfuckas, I you run
I figured you run, when I triggas to guns
triggas to guns P.A. fool a nigga named Bun
A nigga named Bun, no sun, no more shine

Say hello to the nine milly
(Buck, buck, buck)
Money glock, bustin' them shots
When I break yo ass off hot

Niggas steady lead to the head
I never aim for the
Muthafuckas sportin' vests
So I guess, when I start blastin', niggas start away
Dearly beloved, I had yo ass today

So I can lay you hoes in a line, draw you to a
Put them hands on yo ass and on out
Pass the pen, Pimp C and Bird, I the blunt

Now surprise, surprise, I'm Chinese eyes
In this here's a switch
I might slang, then bail and burn
Scope mean now it's the of the trill ass niggas