Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

Yo this is shit right here
Me and my boys, we don't fuck
You know what I'm
So if you me
My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas I roll
You what?
Y'all done up
go the shittalkin'

You's a ass hoe
What you really about killas for real though?
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
beat ya to shit, and pull the plug at the hospital
Callin' me this, callin' me
Cause a bitch ass nigga from the jump I wanna slap
With the old school down, 10 on 1
I don't remember no fair fights where I'm
Maniac and I'ma stand right where the is at
you come back, nigga fuck that
I'm the poster of death
I'ma keep swingin' my axe till nuthin's
I havin' that so fuck you bitch
Tell your 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 that bitch that with too
the shit go down, where the fuck your crew?
Probably at home someone else
When the shit down they told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little still frontin'
Thinkin' to yourself why the you say something
Too many niggas beat me up
Steal my shit, my bitch
I'm like this
Now you know what it's
To deal with real killas don't play, everyday
Knockin' suckas out the box, who wanna get
Seven video for my victims
I ain't havin' that you bitch
your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

We the things that go in the night
We ain't got no love for you, you to get some shit right
Bitch who you you're fuckin' with?
We keep shit like a track meet, we be runnin' 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 cracked you ain't tough
And all them skills don't mean shit you get fucked up
So fuck your set, and your crew
And fuck every muthafucka around and down you
And you ain't puttin' on the map
Except for all bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
And I havin' that fuck you bitch
Tell friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Hoe ass hoes, we those hoes
How the you gonna 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 your ass, and your jaws of dick
You can keep muthafuckin' TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and stay
And burn your little TV set
String Carson up with razor wire wrapped his neck
Cause how we do all day
Cross to the side bitch you're gonna pay
We on the dark side of the carnival grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked
Heads are get chopped off, and slit
Bout to take it way beyond talkin'

Hatchet don't count, hatchet ain't
goddamn well we the champs undisputed
We don't need your and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' what the we please
who's coat you ridin' on?
You gotta lick balls, and write him a
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 the dick in California
While you fucked on the West coast
I'm at home Kim ****
Fuck all you faggot ass out hoes
And fuck anybody the juggalos
Come to the and get bit
Tell your boys I'ma and I'm talkin' helly shit!