Luyện nghe bài hát Shittalkaz

Yo this is shit right here
Me and my boys, we don't around
You know I'm sayin'?
So if you me
My people, or the niggas I roll with
You know
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 for the dead
Fuckin' with us you lose your head
And ya to your bitch ass hoes even a little
Rather beat ya to shit, and pull the plug at the
Callin' me this, me that
Cause you's a bitch ass from the jump I wanna slap
With the old school down, 10 on 1
I don't remember no fights where I'm from
Maniac and I'ma stand right where the is at
Hopin' you come back, nigga that
I'm the poster child of
I'ma keep swingin' my axe nuthin's left
I ain't havin' that so you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma and I'm talkin' shit

Man I don't give a how many records you sell
Stories you tell, nigga yourself
And fuck that bitch you're with too
When the shit go down, the fuck your crew?
Probably at bumpin' someone else
When the shit went down they you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little still frontin'
Thinkin' to yourself why the you say something
Too many niggas wanna me up
my shit, slap my bitch
I'm fuck this
Now you know it's like
To deal real killas that don't play, everyday
Knockin' out the box, who wanna get some?
video channels for my victims
I ain't havin' that fuck you
Tell friends I'ma 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 shit
Bitch who you think you're fuckin'
We keep this shit like a track meet, we be it
With the hatchet on the
While bitches suckin' sour tits for air time and similac
We say fuck that, matter of
You our style 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 your set, and fuck crew
And fuck muthafucka around and down with you
And you ain't puttin' on the map
for all this bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
And I ain't that fuck you bitch
your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Hoe ass hoes, we those hoes
How the fuck you step to Dark Carnival juggalos?
Creators of the wicked, night
No little faggots with blonde
So anytime you see me in
You get a Faygo in your ass, and your jaws full of
You can keep your TRL
I stay with my in the underground and stay real
And burn down 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 talkin' shit

don't count, hatchet ain't included
Knowin' goddamn well we the undisputed
We need your radios and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' the fuck we please
**** who's you ridin' on?
You gotta lick balls, and write him a
You got his dick so far up your ass
It's out your mouth, but you like that
And **** to warn ya
And there you are receiving the dick in
While you gettin' fucked on the coast
I'm at fuckin' Kim ****
Fuck all you faggot ass sell out
And fuck anybody the juggalos
to the underground and get bit
Tell boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' helly shit!