Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Can Happen

Yeah...

[1] - can happen [8x]

artis]
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
That's right we back
Same slangin, orangatangin, out on hoodrats
They say I act I'm too famous to say hi
And tell 'em my name is but really I'm still nameless...
You niggas get it yet do you
Dealin out platinum or I still put it through you
Wit a luger that'll spit
And hit than a pitch by a bitch like mariah
You for one second since we got a deal
That we won't 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 slow roll you got
You gon see these Runyon Ave. niggas that need some prozac
Fo' that, ask the others
But gator lay you down next to your mother's grandmother

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

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artis]
Now this ain't so don't you dare laugh
Shit can in him and yo' ass
You can be don't think you can't
'cause niggas ain't fuckin around no more man

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

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

[1- in background]

It can and it (nigga)
Fuck with amityville and you die
Insanity spills from the mentality of motherfuckers in six different bodies
their personalities split
Fuckin you up wit hit hit
you up with clip after clip
Makin you suck dick after
Dirty dozen
The kon artis, motherfuckin s. bizarre, swifty mcvay, the kuniva
Dirty fuckin harry
Puttin you in a cemetery, you get buried
All you of you motherfuckers our motherfuckin cocks
We are not playin, we are not
We are not bullshittin, this is not a joke...