Luyện nghe bài hát Wyld In Da Club

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

Try me, PC'll put a clip in a
a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a nigga
Listen, I've been reppin', only pack big
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 money 'cuz it costs to floss, you feelin' me?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eh yo the are dealt, the words are spoken
Nigga, welcome to the hell, the gates is
Gatekeeper, first murder through the speaker
Who deep enough to with the reaper?

Stuck in the middle, I spit a riddle
niggas crippled, my niggas ball 'em like Kerry Kittles
You niggas it hard, it's really kinda simple
If a gotta pull 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 talk and flattery
Ya power is weak, to beef you need much more

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

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

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

All you know is Rae good, he hood, envision the flips
I make money like them niggas who take
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 shootin' lyrical
Stop absorbin', break shit that gay shit out ya head

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