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 wit a steel trigga land of the real killers
Pop pop there you go
bust 'em on yo ass if you don't ease up off me ho

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

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

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

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

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

Say to the nine milly millameter
(Buck, buck, buck)
tight glock, bustin' them shots
When I yo ass off somethin' hot

Niggas steady catchin' lead to the
I aim for the chest
Muthafuckas sportin' bulletproof
So I guess, when I start blastin', niggas passin' away
Dearly beloved, I had yo ass today

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

Now surprise, surprise, I'm gettin' Chinese
In this bitch a switch
I slang, bang then bail and burn
Scope mean now it's the return of the trill ass