Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

Yo this is serious shit here
Me and my boys, we don't fuck
You what I'm sayin'?
So if you me
My people, or the niggas I roll with
You know
Y'all done up
go the shittalkin'
You's a ass hoe
What you really know about killas for real
Stainin' my freek show, of lunatics
We the rebels for the
Fuckin' with us you lose your head
And ya talkin' to your bitch ass hoes even a
Rather beat ya to shit, and the plug at the hospital
me this, callin' me that
Cause you's a bitch ass nigga from the jump I wanna
the old school beat down, 10 on 1
I don't no fair fights where I'm from
Maniac and I'ma stand right where the is at
Hopin' you come back, fuck that
I'm the child of death
keep swingin' my axe till nuthin's left
I ain't havin' so fuck you bitch
your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit
Man I don't give a how many records you sell
Stories you tell, check yourself
And fuck bitch that you're with too
When the shit go down, where the fuck crew?
Probably at bumpin' someone else
When the went down they told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little thug still
to yourself why the fuck you say something
Too many niggas beat me up
Steal my shit, my bitch
I'm fuck this
Now you know what it's
To deal with real killas that play, everyday
Knockin' suckas out the box, who get some?
video channels for my victims
I ain't that fuck you bitch
your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit
We the things go bump in the night
We ain't got no love for you, you need to get some right
Bitch who you you're fuckin' with?
We keep this shit like a track meet, we be it
With the on the back
While other bitches suckin' sour tits for air time and
We say fuck that, matter of
You our style bitch boy we want our shit back
Don't get your head cracked you ain't
And all them skills don't mean shit when you get up
So fuck your set, and fuck your
And fuck every muthafucka around and down you
And you ain't nothin on the map
Except for all this bullshit mainstream rap
And I ain't havin' that fuck you
your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit
Hoe ass hoes, we those hoes
How the fuck you step to Dark Carnival juggalos?
Creators of the wicked, night
No little bitch faggots blonde
So you see me in public
You get a Faygo in ass, and your jaws full of dick
You can your muthafuckin' TRL
I stay with my army in the and stay real
And down your little TV set
String Carson up with wire wrapped around his neck
Cause how we do all day
Cross to the other side bitch gonna pay
We stay on the dark side of the carnival
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked
Heads are get chopped off, and slit
Bout to it way beyond talkin' shit
Hatchet don't count, ain't included
Knowin' goddamn well we the undisputed
We don't need radios and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' what the fuck we
**** who's you ridin' on?
You gotta lick balls, and write him a
You got his dick so far up your ass
hangin' out your mouth, but you like that
And **** to warn ya
And there you are receiving the dick in
While you gettin' fucked on the West
I'm at home Kim ****
Fuck all you ass sell out hoes
And anybody denying the juggalos
Come to the and get bit
Tell your I'ma hater and I'm talkin' helly shit!