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 been reppin', only big weapons
One shot to the stomach, you ya midsection

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

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

You niggas actin' like you don't feel a
You seen ya man, tell him kill his ass
And I don't, wanna talk I a mill in cash
I through 'tards shittin', lookin' ill in the past

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

Let's spit on 'em, these niggas
dead with a punctured liver
Only kid in the with a mustard ninja
Heard you broke down good, well I fucked ya

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

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

Eh yo the cards are dealt, the words are
Nigga, to the hell, the gates 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 ball 'em like Kerry Kittles
You niggas makin' it hard, it's really kinda
If a nigga gotta pull it out I'm puttin' it in ya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 and get the four pound in ya mug

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