Luyện nghe bài hát Spread Yo Shit

Ha This is DJ Seven
up out your momma's mouth
So she spit's you know how I "come"
You what I mean, haha
We the "Dogg" hour
we give a shout out to my School Craft Playaz
Detroit's in the house, at Roll-in-Wills
Obie Trice baby, it out

I done did my of dirt, flipped my share of work
I'm the nigga that lived and slid through turf
Did it big clever work-ers who hit the crack
In the "bottled" up in that "Gerber" glass
For what it's worth, I told the half
I'm just rambling, dick handlin'
Tellin' my you don't know me
the name's Obie, about to expose these motherfuckas

When I was you had a lot to say
You should your business and walk away
Talkin me tryin to find a way
Spread yo 'round town
I ain't got time for you
With all ignorant shit you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I ain't fucking you

"I wonder would he pass" for
If a massive ass inflected
It can happen that quick, when spittin'
Rapidly down you fag ass click
From running your like a bitch
All I know is something give
Niggaz I live, it's not a poragative
speak on "The Kid"
Lid your or rid you in the streets
It's so optional, but I be logical
Cause when I at you, it's not hospital
Operating poppin' them hot outta your abdominal
Now your momma got a funeral
Just for mentioning Obie the Henchmen
All I wanna do is music and "Bench" man
Lift my weigth up the same that "Jay" said
Push hate up, the AK's is spraying
Motherfuckers Playing(*AK sound*)

When I was you had a lot to say
You should mind your business and away
bout me tryin to find a way
Spread yo shit town
I ain't really got for you
With all that ignorant you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I ain't fucking you

That's why I fuck with you "kats"
Cause all wrap with ya'll
But is not an act at all
Run trap, get clapped and fall
Spread rumors, malignant tumors
Don't music with us choosen
patches won't cover the bruise
Channel "Two Anchors" won't cover the
They never a fuck when it's beef between crews
All I know is paid his dues
Made his moves and niggaz hate the truth
rather see me laying in that body booth
"Deep Six" rotten so the can chew
That's why I don't with ya'll
Run and get and thats really sucks for ya'll
Talk behind backs but to him dawg
Wouldn't that your balls

I was down you had a lot to say
You should your business and walk away
Talkin bout me tryin to a way
Spread yo shit town
I ain't got time for you
all that ignorant shit you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I fucking with you

I was down you had a lot to say
You should mind business and walk away
Talkin bout me to find a way
yo shit 'round town
I ain't got time for you
With all ignorant shit you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I ain't fucking you

Fuckers Trice