Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

Yo this is serious right here
Me and my boys, we fuck around
You what I'm sayin'?
So if you me
My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas I roll
You what?
Y'all done up
Here go the
You's a ass hoe
What you know about killas for real though?
Stainin' my freek show, gang of
We the rebels for the
Fuckin' with us you lose muthafuckin' head
And ya talkin' to your bitch ass hoes even a
Rather beat ya to shit, and pull the at the hospital
Callin' me this, callin' me
Cause you's a bitch ass nigga the jump I wanna slap
the old school beat down, 10 on 1
I don't remember no fair fights I'm from
and I'ma stand right where the bloodstain is at
Hopin' you back, nigga fuck that
I'm the poster child of
I'ma swingin' my axe till nuthin's left
I ain't havin' so fuck you bitch
Tell your friends hater and I'm talkin' shit
Man I don't give a fuck how many records you
Stories you tell, nigga check
And fuck that that you're with too
the shit go down, where the fuck your crew?
Probably at home bumpin' else
When the shit down they told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little thug still
Thinkin' to yourself why the fuck you say
Too niggas wanna beat me up
Steal my shit, my bitch
I'm fuck this
Now you know what like
To deal with real killas that don't play,
Knockin' suckas out the box, who wanna get
Seven video channels for my
I ain't havin' fuck you bitch
Tell your friends hater and I'm talkin' shit
We the things that go bump in the
We got no love for you, you need to get some shit 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 for air time and similac
We say fuck that, matter of
You tainted our bitch boy we want our shit back
Don't get your head you ain't tough
And all them skills mean shit when you get fucked up
So fuck your set, and fuck your
And fuck every muthafucka around and with you
And you ain't puttin' on the map
Except for all bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
And I ain't havin' fuck you bitch
Tell your I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit
Hoe ass hoes, we stomp hoes
How the fuck you gonna to Dark Carnival juggalos?
Creators of the wicked, breeders
No little bitch faggots blonde
So you see me in public
You get a Faygo in your ass, and your jaws full of
You can your muthafuckin' TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and stay
And burn down your TV set
String Carson up with razor wire wrapped around his
that's how we do all day
Cross to the other bitch you're gonna pay
We stay on the dark side of the carnival
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 clowns
Heads are finna get off, and slit
Bout to take it way beyond shit
don't count, hatchet ain't included
Knowin' goddamn we the champs undisputed
We don't your radios and MTV
Sellin' million, what the fuck we please
**** coat you ridin' on?
You lick balls, and write him a song
You got his dick so far up your ass
It's hangin' out your mouth, but you like
And **** to warn ya
And there you are the dick in California
you gettin' fucked on the West coast
I'm at home Kim ****
Fuck all you faggot ass sell out
And fuck anybody the juggalos
Come to the and get bit
Tell your boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit!