Luyện nghe bài hát We Comin' Through

now
Be

All my niggas, one two
Line up an', through
I got for all of you to wild out and
(Dumb to)
Back and bust gun too
to run to
This is the jerk
So run jewels and your ones too
Hey my
(What? What?)

I your whole strut
Bounce and hold ass out
Make it and close shut
Watch me bust a nut
Right your whole butt
Slice you down with the
like you was a cold cut
(Oh fuck)

Now watch me dig all in whole gut
Stuff it like a roast
packin' a toast
(What? What?)
What about you the shit up out ya
Flipmode, we them
And I'ma shout ya
See how we high
Smokin' till we high

on the corner
Clutter the streets in the roamin'
Now see how we got you
My hold your post
Bitches if your with me
Let's see who the most

All my
(What? What?)
We through
(What? What?)
for my niggas and my bitches too
(What? What?)
Back and bust gun too
to run to
Black out in the
Until there's no club to to

All my
(What? What?)
We through
(What? What?)
for my bitches and my niggas too
(What? What?)
Bounce and shake ass out
Break and black out
Hit you with shit
That will make all y'all just out

I keep that hot shit
Fuck up block shit
Have niggas stupid
On straight cock your glock shit
Every we drop shit
no way to stop shit
Bust niggas ass
Then like to sit back and pop

Yo we to lace y'all
the place y'all
With shit that feel like
A fuckin' foot in face y'all
Is you me?
(Hell yeah)
I hit y'all
Flipmode be the
will be sure to split y'all

We never quit y'all
We permit y'all
Whack to come inside
they be the shit y'all
(Fuck that)
Yeah you we blaze
And we wreck
Put it down for niggas
we watch the next fly

All my niggas through
we blast you
This shit so
I don't no need to gash you
We will never down
We won't put the down
Rep for all my
And we put the arms down
(Yeah you we keep it comin')

Yo people is for nothin', ay yo
Hot to death with shit that always you jumpin'
And rush the dance
all they ass fall
I you other corny niggas
Get off the wall
And we bless y'all
With the currently fresh

And hit y'all niggas flavor
Nothing less than the y'all
Now we see how we got you
My niggas your post
All my bitches with me
Let's see who the most

All my
(What? What?)
We comin'
(What? What?)
for my niggas and my bitches too
(What? What?)
Back and bust gun too
to run to
Black out in the
Until no club to come to

All my
(What? What?)
We through
(What? What?)
Reppin' for my and my niggas too
(What? What?)
Bounce and shake ass out
fool and black out
Hit you with shit
That make all y'all just pass out