Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Can Happen

Yeah...

[1] - shit can [8x]

artis]
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
That's right 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 I'm still nameless...
You don't get it yet do you
out platinum or flop I still put it through you
Wit a luger that'll fire
And hit than a pitch by a bitch like mariah
You for one second since we got a deal
That we won't deal wit you in 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 really need some prozac
Fo' sho' that, ask the
But gator lay you next to your mother's mother's grandmother

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

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[kon
Now this ain't funny so 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 hold me, I hold feds
I was born wit a dark ass cloud over my
Rainin acid, you can't refrain gettin yo' ass kicked
you talk too much you ask for it
I'm on some massive shit, ignore me
They wouldn't fuck with me if I was at an orgy
niggas get confronted, then they change stories
I touch you then they thinkin everything is dory
I even have you pour me the for me
Pullin up slowly, cocktailin' homie [crash]
You met niggas which 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 me, nigga please yo' people die
I'm so wicked that my gave birth illegally
I the abortion immediately, surprise! aaaaah!

Picture me sittin in a cell rottin
Or barricaded in a motel wit twelve
So when the cops knockin each hand's got one
Cocked, ready to dump slugs heavy as
One man army, guns can't me
Young and army, worse than my uncle
Ever since I got my first gun on me
I can't carryin out my dirty laundry
Middle fingers flipped and
Your friends just flipped the swift penmanship
Ever since I 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 what I is innocent
percent is from being hungry as sin
Ten's because I love being under your
Yeah shit can happen, so to rappin
Quit the or i'ma lift the mack and
That can lead to another happenin
the crap get the can of whoopass crackin

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