Luyện nghe bài hát Who Want It

we back
(yea go)
i told yall i was commin
(we time)


???
its trick
(yeah)
and motherfuckin shady (hahahahahaaa)
(what)
gettin yoa!
get your hands up

we been the killas with
from wets
to treaths
the yet
and niggas gettin neck check
check to protect

detroit is only know
for the best
so bet
we got
and

debt
and rest the sqad
we reck whole set
we rep the
you reppin niggas get
speak on your songs
them home
stone
and broken
better leave us the fuck

keep it runnin thru
even stomach what
the D got
waitin until frontin and poppin off at the chops boy
we poppin off
guaranteeing a at the top

first place for niggas gettin guys who you fuckin with trick and eminem
no you not fucker
so time you see us
be that you make a hole
and when mention the D
get on all fours

got big with big guns (who want it)
come to my
get (who want it)
wanna start shit in the boy (who want it)
up (who want it)
fucked up (who it)
X2

Ooh wow, look at the bitches up in club
Man im gettin me some digits fo i leave up out mug
And it's like oh pal, wam, bam, thank you
I kissin you on the lips, but ill be glad to shake your hand
Now lets get blew out, lets start some shit
Just let me pick the chick that I'ma leave here with
Before we get the fighting, and
This music me rally, how they gonna play that new trick trick
And expect no-one to get shit spit
just too wild, and one more shot of hypnotic
And I am not in control of my body, I go robotic and a fuse out
is like you're startin to static
And I'm nah that's just my but I'm dancing with micheal jackson
And Loose now, I don't wanna fight, I feel like partying
Till' this idiot dumps his bacardi on my cardigan and my screws out
It never fails, I'm I'm going to jail
I might as take the laces out my shoes now

got big killas with big (who want it)
come to my hood, get some (who it)
wanna shit in the club boy (who want it)
up (who want it)
fucked up (who it)
X2

i them screamin
god it
goes the emineminem
there no hidden hymn
that that we just cranked up
but he been w

its and them
goon gangstas
you get to him

we down for the bang and the
but now we him
see ever since we
you of had to pardon our hardest
the largest city
they sayin that we
and charges us over

and stop
some of their artists got
you think im
then it
come on lets see you got
we make the club go (gun shot)
you got that noise
see ain't fucking with this nigga and this white boy
that been through the and the pros
street ?? just hoes
we put the on
and him beat it out of them clothes

we dont give a about nothin you used to do
your record is equalient to scool musical
no blaming jimmy lovine or dre
blame me for i say
cause i got him

got big with big guns (who want it)
to my hood, get some (who want it)
wanna start shit in the club boy (who it)
touched up (who it)
up (who want it)
X2

no body (hell no)
fuckin cuttin these niggas heads of