Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Lunatic

Oh shit, on my man's dick
he had a twelve inch now the bitch is lovesick
Who's to blame, the guy or the
Heard I was down with DU, now she to do me

Ooh wee, this is the
New bitch every night, tripped off a wife
It ain't right but cool how they come quick
Don't try to with the lip 'cause I run shit

Hip hip, for the AK
when I lay competition, what a great day
Make pay, is the wet sex
with the vex now they wreck with the complex

I'm set, what I tote, check
Bloody as a coat check, motherfuckers necks
Revenge so sweet it comes from
Niggaz get done with the drum, my foes run

Nigga keeps comin' they can't slip
Full of that shit, another hit from Tha'

Yeah, that God, word up
Blowin' niggaz out the frame yaknahmsayin'?
Constantly, fuck trick, we ain't havin' it

Leave me the fuck alone, you gets none of
It's suicidal, you lose your like Douglas
'Cause I'm nice and, I'm icin' like Tyson
I'm grippin' the mic and, my DJ is

I'm tired of motherfuckers to me
With the same old tryin' to do me Nintendo
How the fuck you think I got this far?
By bootin' motherfuckers like a star

'Cause I'm out to show I'm a dope MC
Think had you fiendin', wait'll they get a load of me
Bitches on my dick, like a motherfuckin
Niggaz flip, let 'em step, and I'll bomb em

See somethin' you want, why don't you and get it?
And then get waxed and taxed, like the
Then I leave you sittin' there, wonder where your money
your bitch is callin' me, tellin' me to come again

Nigga, I'm loc'ed, I smoke from the indoor
But we can be friends after you get broke like a window
That's you provoked, and now you're smoked out
like a bitch 'cause your whole fuckin' posse, broke out

Punk motherfucker couldn't on
He couldn't hold on, is too strong, nigga
Leave me the fuck alone, you none of this
Feel the wrath and of Tha' Lunatic

Yeah Tu', them motherfuckers, word up
We ain't it, none of that shit
Bitch ass niggaz, niggaz can't fuck with us Tu', up
one, we takin' this whole motherfucker over

Niggaz got problems in one
two and ninety three
And all that shit, word up

game when it smacks your bitch, I'm back to rip
Puttin' this on the map this mackin' shit
Time will tell if it's made
Well, I raise hell and 'cause it pays well

couldn't dunk it any harder, pump it any farther
I'm funky, word to the father
Act like you know 'fore I thump the
Thought you was a pimp, now simpin' for my solo

Oh no, not another new jack, that he's ruthless
Ducked, and now he's fucked and left
I can hear the in your flow, you ain't prepared
scared and you're bound to go

It's somethin', I guess I let the beat keep
Stop trippin' off these 'cause they ain't about nuttin'
Or should I say
Punk put my tape in, fuck all the

I'm sick of the
Come and get ready to rip
Or get the dick of Lunatic

Ah yeah, that
(The lunatic)
You what I'm sayin'? Yes, Tu'

Tell them niggaz time it is knahmsayin'?
(Punk motherfuckers, get the of the lunatic)
Niggaz can't fuck with us, up bitch ass niggaz, fuck 'em

Fuck all them
I'm tellin' these niggaz that they got naythin' on a nigga like me
We squashin' these punk in ninety one
two ninety three and so on
So let the float on

While I spray punk bitches with these dope ass lyrics
to Poppa for supplyin' the dank
Now it's in the bank and all y'all niggaz shit stank
Compared to this

Fuck y'all punk bitches, Lunatic
Fuck punk bitches, Tha' Lunatic
Fuck y'all punk bitches, Lunatic
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