Luyện nghe bài hát Spit In Your Face

Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh
Ay, yo, oh
Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So I'mma in your face

Uh, off the bat, I come
off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle and and crack
And crack 'em and snap and battle my own shadow
'Cause ya'll wack and all

Bullshit ya talkin', startin' to get
Toss me the chunky, I'mma brew these
Stir, I'm the block but you don't pass like a flunky
We a bitch a mule and everybody act a donkey

Yes, I want you to come around here with plan, boy
I'll this motherfucker 'til I burn my hand, boy
up in the court and shoot the witness on the stand, boy
This is my game, ask in the stands, boy

I'm all red, I'm on like a ant pile
They put the clamp down if I put the down
You get the stampede, I make bleed
You dick, I succeed

Yeah, yeah, and is how victory tastes
So I'mma in ya face

Singin', ay, yo, oh, oh, oh
Ay, yo, oh
Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So I'mma spit in face

Singin', ay, yo, oh, oh, oh
Ay, yo, oh
Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So I'mma spit in your

If this is a race, I ain't for no pace
I am goin' for your place, bow ya home, how ya
with me if I ain't fuckin' around
2 to the sky, 10 toes touchin' the ground

Bitch nigga, I am not your
We are not the same home, boy
My Nina bring your joy
I'll destroy who ya
I 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy

Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, swisher, man
8 in the your body get found by a fisherman
Yeah, You guys is bitches, little
And Mr. Smith & Wesson wanna ya pussy pearl

Tongue kiss an angel, spit fire at the
And I do whatever for the root of all
Gold, silver, bronze, no, try the black
Turn motherfuckin' flowers to feathers
Now fly to

Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh
Ay, yo, oh
Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So I'mma spit in your

Singin', ay, yo, oh, oh, oh
Ay, yo, oh
Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So I'mma spit in face

And what they callin' me but crazy isn't hardly what I am
Try creatively retarded or rewarded
Ain't no faith in me the hardest crack, I'm crack
I'm dope in Reynolds Wrap, now let's just hope you get it
Let's just that you get it
And if I have to do with it, motherfucker, I did it

Yeah, Tune, gorilla monsoon
Mr. Martian hang your ass from the moon
'Cause you'll get sun, you just get it
Turn I.D. to a tomb

Goons are us, the for us
We eat with our hands, no and spoon for us
We will take the and we will take the wives
And we won't take the jewelry but we take the lives

So spit in your face
Singin', ay, yo, oh, oh, oh
Ay, yo, oh
Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
So I'mma spit in your

Ay, yo, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
I'mma spit in face