Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Thieves

[Chorus: 2X]

Trife thieves we can't be
step my clique the wrong way
and get motherfucking dome busted
We got cement shoes for all you damn
We ain't just shooting
we buckin

My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal
Have ya far and out like white kids at grocery stores (AHHHH)
Battle bizarre and its just to
Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still could me
If I get all my fucking dough
Y'all gonna see fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show
Cause I'm a nasty, dirty, filthy
But _ even a basshead with AIDS would suck my
Cause I'm quick to snatch a out his polo
I'm the reason nigga's come ten deep and end up leavig
Meet losing nigga's must be bugging
We can battle for ten minutes and let your be the judges
I'm the illest rapper to come out far
I'll shoot anybody the bitch who gave me CPR
Step to the Outz and end up getting
Fuck around and get raped like one of Bill interns

I'll a gun in ya grill greasy and heated
in hot mustard
so when I it to you it's easy to eat it
You need to be immediately treated you breathin
or you'll be leavin the receivin 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 jeep and on the gas and charge you
and bombard you in the car your mom bought you
around and get choked and found in a moat
Flotin around drowned face in a boat
I'll pile dudes in a pinto and pull up
to the 7 Mile drive-through at 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 well my face with white out
y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows

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

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