Luyện nghe bài hát Wyld In Da Club

Don't take it personal, it's music
at me, yo, yo, ice water, yo, yo, yo, yo

Try me, PC'll put a in a nigga
Fuck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a
Listen, I've been reppin', only big weapons
One shot to the stomach, you missin' ya

I'm off the wall, dog, I off ya balls
Stick his ass to the rooftop, 'em off
Hit the ave the rooftop off the porch
I get 'cuz it costs to floss, nigga you feelin' me?

And if not then what you gotta deal with me
I'm only here for a minute but wanna get rid of me
PC creep at least three heats
And a shotgun stashed underneath the

You actin' like you don't feel a draft
You ya man, tell him I'ma kill his ass
And I don't, wanna talk I want a in cash
I come through 'tards shittin', ill in the past

'Cuz the, ice water, don't get it confused
And one move'll cause me to spit at you dudes
stumic, motherfucker and I'm pickin' ya food
And no one out you know that my niggas'll do you

spit on 'em, rush these niggas
[Incomprehensible] dead with a liver
kid in the hood with a mustard ninja
Heard you broke good, well I fucked ya sister

Eh yo we wyld in da club, in the club
This is for my niggas gettin' in the club
At the bar throwin' down rounds in the
Talk slick and get the pound in ya mug

Yo we wyld in da club, in the club
This is for my niggas down in the club
At the bar throwin' down rounds in the
Talk and get the four pound in ya mug

Yo I keep my gun on me, the fuck y'all want from me?
Y'all touch my property gon' die, uh huh
This ain't no joke, it's for real, my niggas they totin' they
All it takes is a call and they ready to ride

Eh yo the cards are dealt, the words are
Nigga, to the hell, the gates is open
Gatekeeper, first murder through the speaker
Who deep enough to flow with the

Stuck in the middle, I a little riddle
niggas crippled, my niggas ball 'em like Kerry Kittles
You niggas makin' it hard, it's really simple
If a gotta pull it out I'm puttin' it in ya temple

I do this, rude maneuver
I use the rugers to the bullets movin' through ya
anatomy, fuck the small talk and flattery
Ya is weak, to beef you need much more batteries

Keep it genetic, or dead it, ice water inc we it
Whoever so-called did it or it, promote it and spread it
Fake it or it, get ambushed and confronted
With slugs in ya head, back, chest and

Niggas want it or ask for it, so we give it to 'em dead in the club
And let them things spit and rip 'em dead in the club
Is you gon' fuck around and be the dead in the club?

Eh yo we in da club, style in the club
This is for my niggas gettin' down in the
At the bar throwin' rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four in ya mug

Yo we wyld in da club, in the club
This is for my niggas gettin' in the club
At the bar down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the pound in ya mug

Egyptian look, gazelles on, L's lit, this how goin' down
Ski mask, shit, move like a terrorist click
Nineteen eighties babies, worldwide, ya on our dick

All you know is Rae good, he hood, envision the flips
I make money like them niggas who money
out the can, Duran look, astro van
The ill Castro, rap son of Sam

More rugers, more bow and still no losers
Forty five dollars ahead, I go at niggas lyrical leads
Stop absorbin', shit knock that gay shit out ya head

Wyld in da club, in the club
This is for my gettin' down in the club
At the bar throwin' rounds in the club
Talk and get the four pound in ya mug

Yo we in da club, style in the club
This is for my niggas gettin' in the club
At the bar throwin' rounds in the club
slick and get the four pound in ya mug