Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Fuck Wit U

Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz
Gangsta, gangsta, niggaz perpetrate

Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, gangsta, niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz

I grab my swatter, I swat this bug, he to rest
wit' T R I P L E S I X
Niggaz be but in the end I like fuck 'em up
In the beginnin' they could've survived but they had no

Bitch, you graduated from, I said a school of hoe-in
'Cuz in yo face, off in the ain't nothin' but hoe is showin'
Too fuckin' light, too fuckin' light to try to
Stick you knives, shoot you with nines and take yo life

Yea, we know you niggaz are fuckin' 'cuz we don't play around
Never wanna step 'cuz Three 6 Mafia put you in the
People say you buck but we all know that's just that bro
Niggaz swear you hype but all hyper is from hittin' that snow

If a member call me then I'm gonna pack my yawks and
Ride down on yo block and close up shop and yo body cold
Foo, this ain't no so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill
High cappin' and dissin' in yo rappin' might get ya killed

They don't fuck wit u ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's time to get the strap and go and do ass in

They don't wit u like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's to get the strap and go and do they ass in

Whachu doin' 'round her', my nigga I get ya
Fresh jail-ie, my mind on bailin', so I split ya
to the meet-ie, give to the needy so fuck the rest
No understandin', projects the greedy, ya be next

I'm robbin' victims of the face of a [unverified]
No hesitatin', I come out buckin', so the nine
Off in east transactin' bizness, I know you straight
I'm buckin' you fakers who ain't got cheese, the I hate

Could it be me, it be somethin' in the fuckin' air?
I'm niggaz, them niggaz bodies flyin' everywhere
You wanna know if the Lord is or a fuckin' player
I'm keepin' all of you in my fuckin' prayers

that I go I'm gettin' all these evil stares
I'm sick of all of hatin' muthafuckas in my hair
All in my bizness, God is my witness, I don't care
'Cuz all you you get the, died hell, yeah

They don't fuck wit u like ya fucked with
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's to get the strap and go and do they ass in

They don't fuck wit u like ya fucked with
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now time to get the strap and go and do they ass in

Deep, deep in them trenches of Memphis where I'm pimpin'
Da Koopsta da Knicca breakin' mo bitches than London got
Send this to you niggas so you listen well
Touch me and you'll die, see you can wit' me in hell

This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-i for you niggas that've it
Spl-izat yi-zo iz-ass, [unverified] off it
Call Chris mane, shit 'em in a ditch
this wicked bit whipped up outta the six riders

My CB he be back out here on these bricks again
He kickin' in doors, he lookin' for him dividends
He kidnappin' hoes so he can him some money mane
And wit' him is like fuckin' wit' somethin' different

Ya gotta be tough, nigga ya gotta be
Like ash to ash, nigga, and dust to
In gats we nigga, it really ain't much nigga
talkin' to us nigga, we blowin' ya up

They don't fuck wit u like ya with them
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's time to get the strap and go and do ass in

don't fuck wit u like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's time to get the strap and go and do ass in

I'm smoked out, snorted out, and I'm blown
I'm smoked out, snorted out, and I'm blown
I'm smoked out, out, drunken and I'm blown
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