Luyện nghe bài hát Wyld In Da Club

Don't take it personal, it's only
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 reppin', only pack big weapons
One shot to the stomach, you ya midsection

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

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

You niggas 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', lookin' ill in the

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

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

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

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

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

Eh yo the cards are dealt, the are spoken
Nigga, welcome to the hell, the is open
Gatekeeper, first degree murder through the
Who deep enough to with the reaper?

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

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

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

Niggas don't it or ask for it, so we give it to 'em dead in the club
And let them things and rip through 'em dead in the club
Is you gon' fuck and be the nigga dead in the club?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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