Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

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

You's a ass hoe
you really know about killas for real though?
Stainin' my freek show, gang of
We the for the dead
Fuckin' with us you lose muthafuckin' head
And ya talkin' to bitch ass hoes even a little
Rather ya to shit, and pull the plug at the hospital
Callin' me this, me that
Cause a bitch ass nigga from the jump I wanna slap
the old school beat down, 10 on 1
I remember no fair fights where I'm from
Maniac and stand right where the bloodstain is at
Hopin' you come back, fuck that
I'm the child of death
I'ma swingin' my axe till nuthin's left
I ain't havin' that so you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin'

Man I don't give a fuck how many records you
Stories you tell, nigga check
And fuck that bitch that with too
When the shit go down, where the your crew?
Probably at home bumpin' else
When the shit went down they told you yourself
Now you cryin' little thug still frontin'
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 it's like
To with real killas that don't play, everyday
Knockin' suckas out the box, who wanna get
Seven channels for my victims
I ain't havin' fuck you bitch
Tell your friends hater and I'm talkin' shit

We the that go bump in the night
We ain't got no love for you, you need to get some right
who you think you're fuckin' 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 fuck that, of fact
You tainted our bitch boy we want our shit back
Don't get your head cracked you tough
And all them skills don't mean when you get fucked up
So fuck set, and fuck your crew
And fuck every around and down with you
And you ain't nothin on the map
Except for all bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
And I ain't havin' that fuck you
Tell your friends I'ma and I'm talkin' shit

Hoe ass hoes, we stomp those
How the fuck you step to Dark Carnival juggalos?
of the wicked, night 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 in the underground and stay 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 bitch gonna pay
We stay on the dark side of the grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 clowns
Heads are finna get off, and slit
to take it way beyond talkin' shit

Hatchet don't count, ain't included
Knowin' goddamn well we the champs
We need your radios and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' what the we please
**** coat you ridin' on?
You gotta balls, and write him a song
You got his buried so far up your ass
It's hangin' out your mouth, but you like
And **** tried to 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 ass sell out hoes
And anybody denying the juggalos
Come to the and get bit
your boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' helly shit!