Luyện nghe bài hát Who Want It

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


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

we been the killas with
from wets
to death
the yet
and niggas their neck check
check to protect

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

debt
and the goon sqad
we reck your set
we rep the
you reppin get wrong
speak on your songy
sendin them
sprone
and bones
better us the fuck alone

keep it runnin thru
cant stomach what
the D got
waitin until they and poppin off at the chops boy
we off shots
a spot at the top

first place for niggas guys who think you fuckin with trick and eminem
no you not fucker
so next you see us
be sure that you make a
and they mention the D
get down on all

got big killas with big (who want it)
to my hood
get (who want it)
wanna start in the club boy (who want it)
touched up (who it)
fucked up (who it)
X2

Ooh wow, at the bitches up in this club
Man im me some digits fo i leave up out this mug
And it's like oh pal, wam, bam, you ma'am
I ain't kissin you on the lips, but ill be glad to shake hand
Now lets get blew out, start some shit tonight
let me pick the chick that I'ma leave here with tonight
Before we get the fighting, and
This music makes me rally, how they gonna play that new trick
And expect to get their shit spit
It's just too wild, and one more shot of
And I am not in control of my body, I go robotic and blow a out
is like you're startin to static
And I'm nah that's my swagger but I'm dancing with micheal jackson
And gettin Loose now, I don't wanna fight, I like partying
Till' this dumps his bacardi on my cardigan and knocks my screws out
It never fails, I'm know I'm to jail
I might as well take the laces out my now

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

i them screamin
god it
goes the emineminem
there aint no 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 we started
you might of had to pardon our
the largest city
they sayin that we
and brought us over

nude and
of their artists got dropped
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 through the realest and the pros
street ?? just hoes
we put the on
and make him beat it out of clothes

we give a f**k about nothin you used to do
your record is to high scool musical
no blaming lovine paul or dre
blame me for i say
cause i got him

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

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