Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Thieves

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thieves we can't be trusted
step into my clique the way
and get your dome busted
We got cement shoes for all you snitches
We ain't just niggaz
we bitches

My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal
Have ya nigga's far and out like kids at grocery stores (AHHHH)
Battle bizarre and its to deadly
Even a with amnesia who met me still could forget me
If I don't get all my dough
Y'all gonna see more and spits then the Jerry Springer show
Cause I'm a nasty, dirty, bitch
But _ even a basshead with AIDS suck my dick
Cause I'm to snatch a nigga out his polo
I'm the reason nigga's come ten and end up leavig solo
Meet losing nigga's must be bugging
We can battle for ten minutes and let your cousins be the
I'm the illest to come out thus far
I'll shoot even the bitch who gave me CPR
Step to the Outz and end up burned
Fuck and get raped like one of Bill Clinton's interns

I'll shove a gun in ya grill and heated
in hot mustard
so I feed it to you it's easy to eat it
You need to be treated while you breathin
or you'll be leavin the room this evenin with Jesus
You hate on us and we'll be on eight corners swarmin ya hood
With a angry skateboarders (c'mon)
I hop in a and slam on the gas and charge you
and bombard you in the car that your mom you
around and get choked and found in a moat
Flotin around drowned down in a boat
pile five dudes in a pinto and pull up
to the 7 drive-through at McDonald's and piledrive you
I got the power to snatch a out of his car
When he by me at 90 mph
This place is my house I might as erase my face with white out
cause can't see me like Mase's eyebrows

I'm dressed to sucking nips, yeah, she get it
The same way that I fucked the
Stuck my hands in her panties like suck my dick
87 187 heat the passion rolls I'm passing clothes
You it in the ass is what I'm askin hoes
you Fuzz he has sold more albums then the Jackson's sold
I love you baby if I'm not with you then I'm foes
Telepathly harrasing
I know your little is four-teen but her ass can grow
Ice-berg took down elastical
Given my fans the exact shit they for
Fuzz Scooter fucking one man bout to you passing one blunt
we passing four
I rode your ass and smoked one pull and smoke your head up
I'll send you to tell 2Pac to keep his up
I went to the fighting really who can get up
I knew this shit was over from the blood that he spit up
Ran a couple more miles should have more sit-ups
I his dumb ass to jump up bitch and get lit up
Call your bitch like bitch come and pick this up
On battle you be sweeter I get this shit up
I'll you too you get up
Or you to the cops come
Eighty came when your fucking block got dumb

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