Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

Yo this is serious shit here
Me and my boys, we don't fuck
You know I'm sayin'?
So if you me
My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas I with
You know
done fucked up
Here go the

You's a ass hoe
What you know about killas for real though?
my freek show, gang of lunatics
We the for the dead
Fuckin' with us you lose muthafuckin' head
And ya talkin' to your bitch ass hoes a little
Rather beat ya to shit, and the plug 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 where I'm from
Maniac and I'ma stand right where the is at
Hopin' you back, nigga fuck that
I'm the poster of death
I'ma keep swingin' my axe nuthin's left
I ain't that so fuck you bitch
Tell friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Man I give a fuck how many records you sell
Stories you tell, nigga check
And fuck that bitch that you're too
the shit go down, where the fuck your crew?
Probably at home someone else
When the shit went down told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside thug still frontin'
Thinkin' to yourself why the fuck you say
Too niggas wanna beat me up
my shit, slap my bitch
I'm fuck this
Now you know what like
To deal with real killas that play, everyday
suckas out the box, who wanna get some?
Seven video channels for my
I ain't havin' that fuck you
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm shit

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

Hoe ass hoes, we those hoes
How the fuck you gonna to Dark Carnival juggalos?
of the wicked, night breeders
No little faggots with blonde
So anytime you see me in
You get a Faygo in your ass, and your full of dick
You can keep your TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and real
And down your little TV set
Carson up with razor wire wrapped around his neck
Cause how we do all day
Cross to the other side you're gonna pay
We stay on the side of the carnival grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked
are finna get chopped off, and slit
Bout to take it way talkin' shit

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