Luyện nghe bài hát Return

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

'Cause if you don't wanna fuck wit a trill nigga
From the trill wit a steel trigga land of the real killers
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 balls and a trigga in backpack
So you give me my money but you don't hear me though
But I bet you hear me I fill 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 cars for a bitch named

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

Bitch, it's the of the trill 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, when I pull triggas to
That triggas to guns P.A. fool a nigga Bun
A nigga named Bun, no more sun, no shine

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

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

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

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