Luyện nghe bài hát The Madness

You niggas gon' learn buck a
D-boy squad buck a Rich Boy

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

Yeah, I'm fucking wit that boy but ain't nothin' left
See, I got enough heart to march with Martin Luther
Got them killers by me and we can have a party
If ya wanna try me, surprise

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

Tell me know 'bout me boy
That's me, mothafuckin' d-boy
me watcha know 'bout me boy
That's me, 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 years the day my uncle man got indicted
I thank God for the times when I suffer
He protect me like a Mother, nigga now, I'm

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

Nigga save a for me, tell God I'm coming
Niggas killin' fo' that money but they're leavin' 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 thank what she got
[Unverified] get some shit, got a new house
Congratulations ya son made a million with his mouth