Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Don't Wanna Fuck

f/ M.O.P.

My style's than a stereo
Fouler than the snake when I these fuckin rappers
then show up at the
I don't mean to worry y'all, but I want gone and
this M-16 is the way to hurry y'all
Here's my last proposition, I'm rap like crack
If I don't sell the most, I gotta kill the
Don't it personal
gotta go to jail and if I come back and don't have my
then I'm you
Got a gun, wit industry bullets
when it hit you motherfucker guaranteed it be you
is so my contact will break up your man
I'm a gentleman, my a shake of a hand
I make it so, only God could wake up your man
I do things the Don way
it's the Ghost, Goodfella like, fucking Jim Conway
leave no
Fuck a dead man, when I can leave off the scene wit dead
what, motherfucker,

[HOOK: and M.O.P.]
Don't you try to fuck wit M.O.P. and Styles
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!
This is for the and niggas that's wild
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!
If you 'bout to die or you blowin the
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!
We're gangsta ass that been flowin awhile
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!

[Billy
Ayo let's do it for the
Where alotta homicides at
Where ride at, and OG's reside at
It's rugged son, I it son I see it every day
that, we'll find another way to play
so don't me for no rap artist
missin old dude is the old school
he by the old rules
and our pro-tools, is 38
The crime rate will inflate, and the rate is strong
How we get along
and you doing this faggot shit, you faggot bitch
we gotta get you gone, one]
William songs
All disloyal should be shot in they back
once, and left paralyzed [game now]
You gon me how
what you would happen
when they chained me to Fame and
You ask in the about it, all it can be is
L! M! O! O! X! P! motherfucker!

You keep when I flow pa, it's a wrap
but when your ass get beat wit a crowbar, it's a
for real, we thug it
Read my palms, you see more than L. Ron Hubbard
Huh, we done dealt more drugs than
made dope fiends outta principals and deans
now they all fucked up, finished
got they ass noddin in of the Methodon clinics
We thug it all day, but it the Henny in me
It's that Brownsville shit wit a splash of in me
All I need is a hammer, and a load
stomp, do whatever, state, borough, zip code
It's the M.O.P.! mashin through ghetto
rippin heavy metal, [we ryde] wit Paniro
Listen up, y'all better respect the criminal shit of these
poppin nigga

We can I don't give a fuck
'cause if you kill me, I got niggas bend up your son
It's the world's gutterest
Paniro the Ghost, they thought of me they invented the gun
To tell the truth I prefer the
he physical nigga
I go in your chest I show you how to murder
It's deep, I'ma kill your
and I care if I die
'cause all that mean is that I gonna join my little
dog, I had a hard
and I'm in with the pain
Thug in the game wit and hard white
to the guns the way I squeeze off threes off
leave a hole in stomach, take a nigga knees off
Face splattered around, too many cops for the glock
fuck it dog, then I'm you down
don't you ask me what's now
This aint a rerun, niggas see P gun, I'm clappin you clowns,

YOU DON'T WANNA TOUCH
It's Paniro the Ghost, Goodfella like fucking Jim
YOU DON'T TOUCH THIS
It's Lil wit that Brownsville shit and splash of trinny in me
YOU WANNA TOUCH THIS
Bill, 38 long, the crime rate will and the murder rate is strong
YOU WANNA TOUCH THIS