Luyện nghe bài hát Set Trippin'

Ain't nothin but killers in bitch
Ugh
it out
In the house

For the 9 to the 6
Ain't but the viii hype thugs
Ugh
It nothin but the viii hype thugs
It ain't nothin but the viii hype
Geah,
it out

[ 1: mc eiht ]
Err, as I hit you up
Not a fuck
Geah, I know you it
affiliated
For niggas trippin, wanna hang
bitches talk shit, I'm down to bang-bang
The roll too thick
Bangin before hair to grow on my dick
Fool, you not be slippin by your lonely
Collectin my stripes, b.g. eiht was hungry
Done trapped, eiht speedy
In the m.c. we hit block lookin too greedy
Innocent by-standers in they
Yellow tape, it comes, no better days
number one, you bitches ain't feelin me
Bust every day, ain't no killin me
So you run
i'ma let my shit spit, dum-diddy-dum

[ ]
Set
Them niggas are
Got a gang of
So you to run (2x)

[ 2: mc eiht ]
Straight it up, and I'm not givin a fuck
Anybody gets (I said buck-buck-buck)
Geah, that's how we do it, straight
9 mill gat I'm packin, keep
Fool, it ain't no thang
Fresh t's with the fat-ass strings
You my point, khakis saggin
Cause of the gat full of fuckin hollow
(watch out now) ass gon' get shot up bad
(that's right) that ass get a shot-up pad
I hope your mama ain't home, I hope kids ain't 'sleep
Ain't no shame in this damn game
Catch my gang
And you gon' get hit, sent on a vacation
Fool, so you run
Cause i'ma let my shit spit,

[ ]

Mc eiht in the
Take 2 to your
bam in the house
Take 2 to your

[ verse 3: bam ]
It's just a handfull of niggas can with me
I'm a clean how this nigga became a gee
At the age of 15 I got up
That's when my enemies got gatted up
the 9mm hittin, spittin in the darkness
So me a light, so I can spark this
Blunt, punk, or get upside yo black head
Don't smoke lley, but I heads
And for the that don't believe, I gots to show em
That I trust a muthafucka far as I can throw him
Viii thugs, and we love pumpin em slugs
Up in muthafuckas heads, em for dead
Cause shit is gettin
I had my gat, so I
Now you're wrapped in
And with the toe tag
I bet your bitch-ass won't be with no mo' drag
(see ya) so you're to run
i'ma let my shit spit, dum-diddy-dum

What the

The notorious, victorious viii hype
59

all day
We play

(try to with it)

[ ]

And we out