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, weak niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

They don't wit u like ya fucked with them
Yo tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's time to get the 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

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

I'm robbin' victims with of the of a [unverified]
No hesitatin', I come out buckin', so watch the
Off in Memphis transactin' bizness, I know you straight
I'm buckin' you who ain't got cheese, the ones I hate

Could it be me, could it be in the fuckin' air?
I'm seein' niggaz, niggaz bodies flyin' everywhere
You wanna if the Lord is mackin' 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 even
'Cuz all you bitches you get the, hell, yeah

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

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

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

This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-i for you niggas lost it
yi-zo iz-ass, will [unverified] off it
Call Chris mane, shit dump 'em in a
Witness this wicked bit whipped up the six riders

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

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

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 down from limb to
You got no ends, now you got no
Now time to get the strap and go and do they ass in

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