Luyện nghe bài hát We Comin' Through

now
Be

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

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

Now me dig all in your whole gut
Stuff it a roast duck
Fuckin' packin' a
(What? What?)
What about you slapping the up out ya
Flipmode, we them
And I'ma always ya
See how we high
Smokin' we high zonin'

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

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

All my
(What? What?)
We comin'
(What? What?)
Reppin' for my bitches and my too
(What? What?)
and shake your ass out
Break fool and out
Hit you with some
That will make all y'all pass out

I keep that hot shit
Fuck up block shit
y'all niggas stupid
On some straight cock your glock
Every time we shit
There's no way to stop
y'all niggas ass
Then to sit back and pop shit

Yo we bout to y'all
Deface the y'all
With shit that just like
A fuckin' foot in your y'all
Is you me?
(Hell yeah)
Before I hit
Flipmode be the
That will be sure to y'all

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

All my niggas through
Before we you
shit so real
I have no need to gash you
We never calm down
We won't put the bombs
Rep for all my
And we won't put the down
(Yeah you know we it comin')

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

And hit y'all with flavor
Nothing less the best y'all
Now we see how we got you
My hold your post
All my wylin' with me
see who rocks 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
there's no club to come to

All my
(What? What?)
We comin'
(What? What?)
for my bitches and my niggas too
(What? What?)
Bounce and shake ass out
Break fool and out
Hit you with some
will make all y'all just pass out