Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

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

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

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

We the things go bump in the night
We ain't got no love for you, you need to get shit right
who you think you're fuckin' with?
We keep this shit like a meet, we be runnin' it
the hatchet on the back
While other suckin' sour tits for air time and similac
We say fuck that, of fact
You tainted our style boy we want our shit back
Don't get your cracked you ain't tough
And all them skills don't shit when you get fucked up
So fuck your set, and fuck your
And every muthafucka around and down with you
And you puttin' nothin on the map
Except for all this bullshit commercialized rap
And I ain't havin' fuck you bitch
Tell your friends hater 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 bitch with blonde
So you see me in public
You get a Faygo in your ass, and your jaws full of
You can keep muthafuckin' TRL
I stay my army in the underground and stay real
And burn down your TV set
String Carson up with razor wrapped around his neck
Cause how we do all day
Cross to the other side you're gonna pay
We stay on the dark of the carnival grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked
Heads are finna get chopped off, and
to take it way beyond talkin' shit

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