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, wildin out on
say I act like I'm too famous to say hi
And tell 'em what my name is but really I'm nameless...
You niggas get it yet do you
Dealin out platinum or flop I still put it you
Wit a luger that'll spit
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch mariah
You think for one since we got a deal
That we won't deal wit you in front of st still?
You gay rappers better that
I won't stop I see 'em turn back
If you don't slow that you got
You gon see these Ave. niggas that really need some prozac
Fo' sho' that, ask the
But gator lay you down to your mother's mother's grandmother

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

[hook: 1- in
[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 ain't fuckin around no more man [repeat]

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

Picture me sittin in a jail cell
Or barricaded in a motel wit twelve
So when the cops knockin each hand's got one
Cocked, ready to dump slugs as shotputs
One man army, guns can't 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
Middle fingers flipped and
Your friends just flipped over the penmanship
since I spit some shit on infinite
I been givin it a hundred and ten
'cause when I'm bent most of my spent on enemies
Eighty of what I invent 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 yappin or i'ma the mack and
That can lead to another happenin
the crap get the can of whoopass crackin

[1- in background]

It can and it (nigga)
around with amityville and you die
Insanity spills from the mentality of twelve motherfuckers in six bodies
With their personalities
Fuckin you up wit hit hit
Stickin you up with clip after
you suck dick after dick
Dirty dozen
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, this is not a joke...