Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Out The Crops

Straight out the
Straight out the
Straight out the
Straight out the
Straight out the
out the stix
Straight out the
Straight out the
out the crops
Straight out the
out the stix
Straight out the
out the stix
Straight out the
Who it be? The docs comin straight the crops
Im hittin switches for these bitches they as as Woodstock
And when I chop, the shock goes up your vertabrate
They pickin at yo bones, and at your eyes just like a bird of
A sick son of a call me the scarecrow
my face-painted up the with a four four
And I stay on the prow, with nose a blood hound
Straight stalking muther yo an this how it goes down
This of blood it gets me higher than an astronaut
A backwoods monster gun an a master plot
To yo cities and murder all yo committees
door to dorr slangin lead showin no pity
I bring the pain to ya brain so callin me trama
Choking at ya neck, with a chain I ya dead mama
It aint da same since the sane went insane
Time to show haters how to play da fucking game mama
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Straight out the crops I wont stop ima POP! POP! POP!, they all drop
Straight out the stix I wont quit, I know you feeling this shit, you must be feelin shit. YEAH!
I comin straight out da stix, and all da shit dat I
It be as dirty as a gathering of
And yea I grip like a right on the words of these pricks
Who all hatein a waight because they say im a hick
But I aint apologizing, no I say fuck em
im still runnin with a hatchet then these hoes doin nuthin
So just quit of all yall and then get down on yo knees
to God dat I dont find you and then dislocate yo spleen
Cause you never see me bitch jumping out of trees an shit
Wrap my hands around yo and send you up to Jesus bitch
Quick to see ya to ya maker, than the undertaker
Put you a shredder and then spread you on a hundred acres
Keep my up out yo mouth, keep yo ass up out da south
Ya aint raise ya right, ima bout to show her how
Please dont me fetch da steel, make this cap an extra pill
Pop you like a cherry fucka never test my will
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