Luyện nghe bài hát Who Want It

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


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

we the killas with everything
from chest
to treaths
the yet
and niggas their neck check
check to protect

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

debt
and rest the goon
we reck whole set
we rep the
you reppin niggas get
speak on songy songs
sendin home
stone
and broken
better us the fuck alone

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

first place for gettin 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 when they the D
get on all fours

got big killas with big guns (who it)
to my hood
get some (who 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 up out this mug
And it's like oh pal, wam, bam, you ma'am
I kissin you on the lips, but ill be glad to shake your hand
Now lets get out, lets start some shit tonight
Just let me pick the chick that I'ma leave here tonight
Before we get the fighting, and
This music me rally, how they gonna play that new trick trick
And expect no-one to get their spit
It's just too wild, and one shot of hypnotic
And I am not in of my body, I go robotic and blow a fuse out
Homies is like you're to static
And I'm nah that's just my swagger but I'm dancing with micheal
And gettin Loose now, I don't 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)
start shit in the club boy (who want it)
touched up (who it)
fucked up (who it)
X2

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

its trick and
goon sqad
you get to him

we down for the and the brawl
but now we him
see since we started
you might of had to our hardest
from the largest
they that we retarded
and brought us over

nude and
some of artists got dropped
you im playin
then it
come on see what you got
we make the go bang (gun shot)
you got that noise
see ain't nobody fucking with this nigga and this boy
been through the realest and the pros
street ?? like hoes
we put the on
and make him beat it out of clothes

we dont a f**k about nothin you used to do
your record is to high scool musical
no blaming jimmy 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 shit in the club boy (who it)
up (who want it)
fucked up (who it)
X2

no damn (hell no)
fuckin around cuttin niggas heads of