Luyện nghe bài hát Return

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

'Cause if you really wanna fuck wit a trill nigga
From the trill villa wit a trigga land of the real killers
Pop pop muthafucka you go
I'ma bust 'em on yo ass if you ease up off me ho

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

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

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

Bitch, it's the return of the ass niggas
Uh, it's the return of the trill ass
But you hear me
It's the of the trill ass niggas bitch

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

Say hello to the milly millameter
(Buck, buck, buck)
Money tight glock, bustin' shots
I break yo ass off somethin' hot

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

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

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