Luyện nghe bài hát Smash

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

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

And ain't shit that me
Dog, I'm bound
And I done seen niggaz get touched by the
Runnin' they mouth with one to the ground

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

I so, niggaz better shut up
I'm five, six, bigger than me
But I'll fuck you up so
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 with me
Outlawz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We keep it movin', motivation is the
Ability to feed niggaz hungry is so
But ain't it, we got some soldiers locked down
been perfect for what we doin' when they drop down

It's hot now and we right up in the of it
Picture this, all of us, eatin'
on the porch by our house, leavin' something in a stash
How do we Always keep cash

on the scene with the nine
Never would of I'd be gettin' mine
Bossilini, murder dog
Plotted my magazine, cream

niggaz who blast me
He didn't know I was
He didn't I was ready
Plug a in his chest

And check out the niggaz vetti
Do a dirty shit, smokin' on the dock
Cut your ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the
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 beef bitch nigga, see me face to face
After the case, my niggaz state to state
I'm on a mash with so I can't procrastinate
There's so many lives in state, lord, I'm always take

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

I'm my time here
Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own time a die here
You wanna smoke, I'm a note to keep my clear
And every nigga that I know with no fear
on

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

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

A yo, I takes no, no slope, that
Livin' with no breath, who wanna go
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 soap dice
I'm baitin' now, the nigga you now
Full steam ahead, my is red

Niggaz wanna fight
I'm clean as
Stay in the part
You bleed instead?

I'm Mister Shorty to the K, the K,
And I'm out mashin' like a nation wide assassin
I'm kickin' ass and takin' names
Better yet, me Shorty, the motivator dominator

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

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

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

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

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

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