Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

Yo this is serious shit right
Me and my boys, we fuck around
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

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

Man I give a fuck how many records you sell
you tell, nigga check yourself
And fuck that bitch that with too
When the shit go down, where the fuck your
Probably at home bumpin' someone
When the shit went down they you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little thug frontin'
Thinkin' to yourself why the fuck you say
Too niggas wanna beat me up
Steal my shit, my bitch
I'm like fuck
Now you know it's like
To deal with real that don't play, everyday
suckas out the box, who wanna get some?
Seven video channels for my
I ain't 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 some shit
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 that, matter of fact
You tainted our style bitch boy we want our back
Don't get your cracked you ain't tough
And all them skills don't mean when you get fucked up
So fuck your set, and fuck crew
And fuck every muthafucka around and with you
And you ain't nothin on the map
Except for all this bullshit commercialized 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?
Creators of the wicked, night
No little bitch faggots blonde
So you see me in public
You get a Faygo in your ass, and your jaws full of
You can keep your TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and real
And burn down your TV set
String Carson up with razor wire around his neck
Cause how we do all day
Cross to the other side you're gonna pay
We on the dark side of the carnival grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 clowns
Heads are finna get chopped off, and
Bout to take it way talkin' shit

Hatchet don't count, hatchet included
Knowin' well we the champs undisputed
We don't need your and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' what the fuck we
who's coat you ridin' on?
You lick 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 dick in
While you gettin' on the West coast
I'm at home Kim ****
Fuck all you faggot ass sell out
And fuck denying the juggalos
Come to the and get bit
Tell your boys hater and I'm talkin' helly shit!