Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Can Happen

Yeah...

[1] - shit can [8x]

[kon
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 what my name is but I'm still nameless...
You niggas get it yet do you
Dealin out platinum or flop I put it through you
Wit a that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like
You think for one second we got a deal
That we won't deal wit you in front of st still?
You gay rappers learn that
I won't stop I see 'em turn back
If you don't slow roll you got
You gon see these Ave. niggas that really need some prozac
Fo' sho' that, ask the
But gator lay you down next to mother's mother's grandmother

You know I'm feelin real rowdy
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 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 really how I have 'em
Who call theyself screamin a challenge
we got a gift while you barely makin it off mere talent
My skills are embedded even your hoe said it
She was knock kneed I fucked her now she's bow
In the of rappin I drop the mic
And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start
Kuniva and kon my nigga we get it crackin
While the pick you up we on the side laughin

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

mcvay]
The feds can't hold me, I hold
I was born wit a dark ass cloud over my
acid, you can't refrain from gettin yo' ass kicked
'cause you too much you ask for it
I'm on some massive shit, ignore me
wouldn't fuck with me if I was performin at an orgy
These niggas get confronted, they change stories
I touch you they thinkin everything is hunky dory
I even you pour me the gasoline for me
Pullin up slowly, your homie [crash]
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
Tryin to beef me, nigga please yo' people die
I'm so wicked that my 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 knockin each hand's got one
Cocked, to dump slugs heavy as shotputs
One man army, can't harm me
Young and army, worse my uncle ronnie
since I got my first gun pulled on me
I can't stop carryin out my laundry
Middle flipped and censorship
Your friends flipped over the swift penmanship
Ever since I spit shit on infinite
I givin it a hundred and ten percent
when I'm bent most of my energy's spent on enemies
Eighty percent of I invent is innocent
Twenty percent is from being as sin
Ten's because I being under your skin
Yeah shit can happen, so stick to
Quit the yappin or i'ma the mack 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 in six different bodies
With personalities split
Fuckin you up wit hit hit
Stickin you up with clip after
Makin you suck dick dick
Dirty motherfuckin
The kon artis, motherfuckin peter s. bizarre, 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, is not a motherfuckin joke...