Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

Yo this is serious shit right
Me and my boys, we fuck around
You know what I'm
So if you me
My people, or the niggas I roll with
You know
Y'all done up
Here go the

a bitch ass hoe
What you really know about killas for though?
my freek show, gang of lunatics
We the for the dead
Fuckin' with us you lose your head
And ya talkin' to your ass hoes even a little
Rather beat ya to shit, and pull the plug at the
Callin' me this, callin' me
Cause you's a bitch ass from the jump I wanna slap
the old school beat down, 10 on 1
I don't remember no fair where I'm from
and I'ma stand right where the bloodstain is at
Hopin' you come back, nigga that
I'm the poster child of
I'ma swingin' my axe till nuthin's left
I ain't that 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 that bitch that you're with too
When the go down, where the fuck your crew?
Probably at bumpin' someone else
When the shit went down told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside thug still frontin'
Thinkin' to why the fuck you say something
Too many niggas wanna me up
Steal my shit, slap my
I'm fuck this
Now you what it's like
To deal with real killas that play, everyday
suckas out the box, who wanna get some?
Seven video for my victims
I ain't havin' that fuck you
Tell your friends I'ma and I'm talkin' shit

We the that go bump in the night
We ain't got no for you, you need to get some shit right
Bitch who you think you're with?
We keep this shit like a meet, we be runnin' it
With the on the back
While other bitches suckin' sour for air time and similac
We say that, matter of fact
You tainted our style boy we want our shit back
Don't get head cracked you ain't tough
And all them skills don't mean shit when you get up
So fuck your set, and your crew
And every muthafucka around and down with you
And you ain't puttin' on the map
Except for all bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
And I ain't that fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin'

Hoe ass hoes, we stomp hoes
How the fuck you step to Dark Carnival juggalos?
Creators of the wicked, breeders
No little bitch with blonde
So anytime you see me in
You get a Faygo in ass, and your jaws full of dick
You can keep muthafuckin' TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and real
And burn down your TV set
String Carson up with razor wire wrapped his neck
Cause how we do all day
Cross to the other side 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 talkin' shit

Hatchet don't count, hatchet ain't
Knowin' goddamn well we the undisputed
We don't need your and MTV
million, sayin' what the fuck we please
**** who's you ridin' on?
You gotta balls, and write him a song
You got his dick buried so far up ass
It's hangin' out your mouth, but you like
And tried to warn ya
And there you are receiving the in California
While you gettin' fucked on the coast
I'm at home fuckin' Kim
Fuck all you ass sell out hoes
And fuck anybody denying the
Come to the and get bit
Tell your boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit!