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, wildin out on
They say I act I'm too famous 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 pitch by a bitch mariah
You think for one second we got a deal
That we deal wit you in front of st andrew's still?
You gay rappers 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 really need some
Fo' sho' that, ask the
But lay you down next to your mother's mother's grandmother

You know I'm feelin real rowdy
to fight 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 the next sellin clippers' game
I you in ways you couldn't even fathom
You and your madame, it's really how I have 'em
Who call theyself about a challenge
Nigga we got a gift while you barely makin it off mere
My are deeply embedded even your hoe said it
She was knock kneed I fucked her now she's bow
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 nigga we get it
While the pick you up we on the side laughin

1- in background]
[kon
Now this ain't so don't you dare laugh
can happen in him and yo' ass
You can be touched don't think you
'cause niggas 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 refrain gettin yo' ass kicked
'cause you too much 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, then change stories
I touch you then they thinkin is hunky dory
I even have you me the gasoline for me
Pullin up slowly, cocktailin' your [crash]
You met alotta niggas which you wanna know me
Yo' ass might not even it home wit your rollie
Don't try, in your system like e coli
Tryin to beef me, nigga please yo' people die
I'm so wicked my mama gave birth illegally
I survived the immediately, surprise! aaaaah!

Picture me sittin in a jail rottin
Or in a motel wit twelve shotguns
So when the cops come knockin each got one
Cocked, ready to dump slugs heavy as
One man army, guns harm me
Young and army, than my uncle ronnie
Ever since I got my first gun on me
I can't stop out my dirty laundry
Middle fingers and censorship
friends just flipped over the swift penmanship
Ever since I some shit on infinite
I been givin it a and ten percent
'cause when I'm bent most of my spent on enemies
Eighty percent of what I invent is
percent is from being hungry as sin
Ten's because I love being under your
Yeah shit can happen, so stick to
the yappin or i'ma lift the mack and
That can lead to mishap happenin
the crap 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
their personalities split
Fuckin you up wit hit hit
Stickin you up with after clip
Makin you suck dick dick
motherfuckin dozen
The kon artis, motherfuckin peter s. bizarre, mcvay, the kuniva
Dirty fuckin harry
you down 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, is not a motherfuckin joke...