Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Can Happen

Yeah...

[1] - shit can [8x]

artis]
Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo
That's right motherfuckers we
Same slangin, orangatangin, wildin out on
They say I act like I'm too to say hi
And tell 'em my name is but really I'm still nameless...
You don't get it yet do you
Dealin out platinum or I still put it through you
Wit a luger spit fire
And hit than a pitch by a bitch like mariah
You think for one second we got a deal
That we won't deal wit you in front of st andrew's
You gay rappers better learn
I stop until I see 'em turn back
If you don't that roll you got
You gon see these Ave. niggas that really need some prozac
Fo' that, ask the others
But gator lay you down next to your mother's grandmother

You know I'm feelin rowdy tonight
Ready to fight and half the niggas I give dap to I even like
The cat who never gave a damn about your name
I gives a fuck about it like the 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 screamin about a challenge
Nigga we got a while you barely makin it off mere talent
My skills are deeply embedded even your hoe it
She was knock kneed I fucked her now bow legged
In the of rappin I drop the mic
And have a down and jump in the crowd and start scrappin
Kuniva and kon artis my we get it crackin
While the pick you up we on the side laughin

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artis]
Now ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Shit can in him and yo' ass
You can be don't think you can't
'cause ain't fuckin around no more man [repeat]

mcvay]
The can't hold me, I hold feds
I was born wit a dark ass cloud my head
Rainin acid, you refrain from gettin yo' ass kicked
you talk too much you ask for it
I'm on massive shit, everybody ignore me
They wouldn't fuck me if I was performin at an orgy
These niggas get confronted, they change stories
I touch you then they thinkin is hunky dory
I even you pour me the gasoline for me
Pullin up slowly, your 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 like e coli
Tryin to with me, nigga please yo' people die
I'm so that my mama gave birth illegally
I the abortion immediately, surprise! aaaaah!

Picture me sittin in a cell rottin
Or barricaded in a wit twelve shotguns
So when the cops knockin each hand's got one
Cocked, ready to dump heavy as shotputs
One man army, guns can't me
Young and army, worse my uncle ronnie
Ever since I got my gun pulled on me
I can't carryin out my dirty laundry
Middle flipped and censorship
friends just flipped over the swift penmanship
Ever I spit some shit on infinite
I been 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 being under your skin
Yeah shit can happen, so to rappin
Quit the yappin or lift the mack and
That can lead to mishap happenin
Skip the crap get the can of whoopass

[1- in background]

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