Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Can Happen

Yeah...

[1] - can happen [8x]

[kon
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
right motherfuckers we back
Same slangin, orangatangin, out on hoodrats
They say I act like I'm too to say hi
And tell 'em what my name is but really I'm nameless...
You don't get it yet do you
Dealin out or flop 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 deal wit you in front of st andrew's still?
You gay rappers better learn
I won't until I see 'em turn back
If you don't slow that you got
You gon see these Runyon Ave. niggas that need some prozac
Fo' sho' that, ask the
But gator lay you down next to your mother's grandmother

You know I'm real rowdy tonight
Ready to and half the niggas I give dap to I don't even like
The same cat who never a damn about your name
I gives a fuck about it like the next sellin game
I kill you in ways you couldn't even
You and your madame, really unexplainable how I have 'em
Who call screamin about a challenge
Nigga we got a while 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 I drop the mic
And a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrappin
and kon artis my nigga we get it crackin
While the paramedics pick you up we on the side

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

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

Picture me sittin in a jail cell
Or barricaded in a wit twelve shotguns
So when the cops come knockin hand's got one
Cocked, ready to slugs heavy as shotputs
One man army, guns harm me
Young and army, than my uncle ronnie
Ever since I got my gun pulled on me
I can't stop carryin out my laundry
fingers flipped and censorship
Your friends just flipped over the penmanship
since I spit some shit on infinite
I givin it a hundred and ten percent
'cause when I'm bent most of my spent on enemies
Eighty percent of I invent is innocent
percent is from being hungry as sin
Ten's because I being under your skin
Yeah shit can happen, so stick to
Quit the yappin or i'ma lift the and
That can lead to another mishap
Skip the get the can of whoopass crackin

[1- in background]

It can and it (nigga)
Fuck around with and you die
Insanity spills from the mentality of motherfuckers in six different bodies
With their personalities
you up wit hit after hit
Stickin you up with after clip
Makin you dick after dick
Dirty motherfuckin
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 suck our cocks
We are not playin, we are not
We are not bullshittin, this is not a joke...