Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Can Happen

Yeah...

[1] - shit can happen

artis]
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
That's right motherfuckers we
Same slangin, orangatangin, wildin out on
They say I act like I'm too to say hi
And tell 'em what my is but really I'm still nameless...
You don't get it yet do you
Dealin out platinum or flop I still put it you
Wit a luger spit fire
And hit higher than a by a bitch like mariah
You think for one second we got a deal
That we deal wit you in front of st andrew's still?
You gay better learn that
I won't stop until I see 'em turn
If you don't that roll you got
You gon see these Runyon Ave. niggas that really need prozac
Fo' that, ask the others
But gator lay you next to your mother's mother's grandmother

You know I'm real rowdy tonight
Ready to fight and the niggas I give dap to I don't even like
The same cat who never a damn about your name
I a fuck about it like the next sellin clippers' game
I kill you in ways you couldn't fathom
You and your madame, it's unexplainable how I have 'em
Who call theyself screamin about a
Nigga we got a gift you barely makin it off mere talent
My skills are embedded even your hoe said it
She was knock I fucked her now she's bow legged
In the middle of rappin I the mic
And have a stare down and jump in the and start scrappin
Kuniva and kon artis my we get it crackin
While the paramedics pick you up we on the side

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[kon
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare
Shit can in him and yo' ass
You can be touched don't you can't
niggas ain't fuckin around no more man [repeat]

[swifty
The feds can't hold me, I hold
I was wit a dark ass cloud over my head
Rainin acid, you can't refrain gettin yo' ass kicked
'cause you talk too you ask for it
I'm on some massive shit, ignore me
They wouldn't fuck with me if I was performin at an
These niggas get confronted, they change stories
I touch you they thinkin everything is hunky dory
I even have you me the gasoline for me
Pullin up slowly, cocktailin' your [crash]
You met niggas which you wouldn't wanna know me
Yo' ass not even make it home wit your rollie
Don't even try, in system like e coli
Tryin to beef with me, nigga please yo' die
I'm so wicked that my mama birth illegally
I survived the immediately, surprise! aaaaah!

Picture me sittin in a jail cell
Or barricaded in a motel wit shotguns
So when the cops come knockin each got one
Cocked, ready to dump heavy as shotputs
One man army, guns harm me
Young and army, worse than my ronnie
Ever since I got my gun pulled on me
I can't stop carryin out my dirty
Middle fingers flipped and
Your friends just flipped the swift penmanship
Ever since I spit shit on infinite
I been it a hundred and ten percent
'cause when I'm bent most of my spent on enemies
Eighty percent of what I is innocent
Twenty percent is from hungry as sin
Ten's because I love under your skin
Yeah shit can happen, so to rappin
Quit the yappin or i'ma lift the and
That can lead to another happenin
Skip the get the can of whoopass crackin

[1- continues in

It can and it (nigga)
Fuck around amityville and you die
Insanity spills from the mentality of twelve motherfuckers in six bodies
With their personalities
you up wit hit after hit
Stickin you up clip after clip
Makin you suck dick after
Dirty dozen
The kon artis, motherfuckin peter s. bizarre, mcvay, the kuniva
Dirty father harry
Puttin you down in a cemetery, you get
All you of you motherfuckers suck our motherfuckin
We are not playin, we are not
We are not bullshittin, this is not a joke...