Luyện nghe bài hát The Madness

You gon' learn buck a buckin'
D-boy squad buck a buckin' Boy

I'm in that phantom, askin' for that poupon
Look at my arm bitch, ya see the charm
Sweet home Alabama, Yeah, I her
I still try to hug her though she ain't my color

Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but nothin' left
See, I got enough heart to march with Luther King
Got them killers by me and we can have a party
If ya niggas wanna try me,

We got some for ya
Pop the ,get the gift inside lemme show ya
Niggas treat coke like a joke
A cocaine city's like a up in Copeland
Pick ya like a buncha snow flakes
Yeah, I put that weight down, now real estate

Tell me know 'bout me boy
That's me, I'ma mothafuckin'
Tell me watcha 'bout me boy
me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go

If it the truth me and my nigga don't write it
9 from the day my uncle man got indicted
I thank God for the times when I suffer
He protect me like a Mother, now, I'm tuffer

Can't forget about you prof, I see ya
I'm at the graveyard everyday, I can't ya
I feel soul when I'm writing with the pen
Fuck what them say you my brother till the end

Nigga save a spot for me, tell God I'm
killin' fo' that money but they're leavin' here with nothing
If it a game motherfucker, win it
As far as I'm concerned, ain't no in it

me the gritty green 'cause I'm wanna lie
Now my [unverified] mommy better what she got
[Unverified] get some shit, just got a new
Congratulations 'cause ya son made a with his mouth