Luyện nghe bài hát Smash

We got Bad Azz in this fucker
(Outlawz)
Spiggity Spice 1 in this mother
(Oaktown)
The Low in this mother fucker
(Still thuggin')
You know the Outlawz in this
(Ha, hah, on)

Once again another fat fried
Do a drive by if you wanna fuck mine
'Cause we swallowed
My feet stuck to the

And shit that move me
Dog, I'm heavy
And I done seen niggaz get touched by the
Runnin' they mouth with only one to the

I blow my 'cause I can back it up
poppin' the trunk
Let's some hands up
Now how many real niggaz stand up?

I so, niggaz better shut up
I'm five, six, heart's than me
But I'll you up so destructively
Thoughtfully, my ten pop for me

Got my glocks with me, ride my block with me
Intoxively, I bought that
Come ride with me or homicide me
Outlawz

Shit a nigga still breathin' hard from the last
'Cause out it's either mash or get mashed on
Rest in peace to all those who done away
(R.I.P)
'Cause with the beat that's in the streets life don't last

All in between you to eat, you need some wheat
You to heat, the beat
you's a condone savage street to shit
You got to mash to sleep a or snooze
on my feet, I'm tryin' to keep 'em in some shoes

Stay outta jail, this nigga fucks hard and twos
Let's get money like we ain't never got it again
Let's keep 'em like we ain't never shot it again
You got your life but you to die

Life is death at the end, you put the inside
Life is death at the end, you put the inside
(Come on)

Life's short young nigga, get your on
Hustle on little nigga, get your on
If you see death around the corner, get blast on
You gonna die anyway, life don't long

We still feelin' pain from the song
Shit, we still feelin' rain from the storm
Homie either mash or get on
Little nigga blast or get blast on

I see how you got to play it now, you got to lay it
And for your crown, have respect now
That's a test to see if you gonna bring it to 'em
Then a whole lot of please when you bring it to 'em

We keep it movin', is the money
to feed niggaz hungry is so lovely
But that ain't it, we got some locked down
It's been perfect for what we doin' when they drop

hot now and we right up in the thick of it
Picture this, all of us, eatin'
Sittin' on the by our house, leavin' something in a stash
How do we outlast? Always keep

Sittin' on the scene with the
Never would of thought I'd be mine
Bossilini, murder dog
my magazine, master cream

Disintegrate who blast me
He didn't know I was
He didn't know I was
Plug a hole in his

And check out with the vetti
Do a dirty shit, smokin' bomb on the
Cut ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the sharks
I got that, up

Got a glock and I be puttin' in comas
a mother fuckin' fool
'Cause you dyin' for up on me

You want beef bitch nigga, see me to face
After the case, my travel state to state
I'm on a mash with case so I can't
There's so many in state, lord, I'm always gonna take

My fate keep guessin', Smith and Wesson
The the charge, the shorter the yard, I'm dodgin' bullets
Rest in peace to those who couldn't, I'm not run
Keep on mashin' and on blastin'

I'm lastin' my here
Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own 'fore a die here
You wanna smoke, I'm a note to keep my mind
And every nigga that I know mash with no
on

Life's short young nigga, get mash on
Hustle on little nigga, get your on
If you see death around the corner, get blast on
You gonna die anyway, life don't last

We still feelin' from the last song
Shit, we still feelin' rain from the last
either mash or get mashed on
Little either blast or get blast on

A yo, I takes no, no slope, that
Livin' no breath, who wanna go next?
No stretch when it's time to
Time limited, they want my but I ain't givin' it

Outlaw, Low Lives, taking your
We blow mics and I'm breakin' in with soap
I'm baitin' now, the you hate now
Full steam ahead, my is red

Niggaz fight dirty
I'm clean as
hurtin' in the part
You wanna bleed

I'm Mister to the K, the K, f-fantastic
And I'm out here mashin' like a nation assassin
I'm kickin' ass and names later
Better yet, call me Shorty, the dominator

Great rhymes sayer, whole cappa dealer
Low Life nigga, I'm twenty one and gettin'
Roll with niggaz, as big as nine figures
Yeah, them low life niggaz, five, five niggaz, nigga

You'll get high, roll by, in a while, I see ya lovin' my style
You know I can it, roll with a stand by for nothin'
Divide, lay low the ride be out
The four, five on the ground, and out
To fourteen days time, Low Lives

Life's short young nigga, get mash on
Hustle on little nigga, get your on
If you see death around the corner, get your on
You gonna die anyway, don't last long

We still feelin' from the last song
Shit, we still feelin' rain the last storm
Homie either or get mashed on
Little nigga either or get blast on

Life's young nigga, get your mash on
on little nigga, get your cash on
If you see death around the corner, get blast on
You gonna die anyway, life don't long

We still pain from the last song
Shit, we still feelin' rain from the last
Homie mash or get mashed on
Little nigga either or get blast on