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

f/ M.O.P.

My louder than a stereo
Fouler than the snake I kill these fuckin rappers
show up at the burials
I don't mean to y'all, but I want y'all gone and
this M-16 is the only way to hurry
Here's my last proposition, I'm treatin rap like
If I don't sell the most, I gotta kill the
take it personal
gotta go to jail and if I come back and don't have my
I'm hurtin you
Got a business gun, wit industry
when it hit you motherfucker guaranteed it be you
rings is so my will break up your man
I'm a gentleman, my a shake of a hand
I make it hard so, only God 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, I can leave off the scene wit dead presidents
what, motherfucker,

Styles 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 the trial
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 there's homicides at
Where ride at, and OG's reside at
It's rugged son, I love it son I see it day
Fuck that, find another way to play
so mistake me for no rap artist
missin old dude is from the old
he abide by the old
and our pro-tools, is 38
The crime will inflate, and the murder rate is strong
How we get along
and you doing this underhanded 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 thought would
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 thinkin when I flow pa, a wrap
but when ass get beat wit a crowbar, it's a wrap
for real, we straight it
my palms, you see more chapters than L. Ron Hubbard
Huh, we done dealt more drugs than
dope fiends outta school principals and deans
now they all up, career finished
got they ass in front of the Methodon clinics
We it all day, but it aint the Henny in me
It's that Brownsville wit a splash of trinny 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 your
rippin heavy metal, [we ryde] wit Paniro
Listen up, better respect the criminal shit of these OG's
what's poppin

We can beef I give a fuck
'cause if you kill me, I got that'll bend up your son
It's the most gutterest
the Ghost, they thought of me when they invented the gun
To tell the I prefer the knife
'cause he nigga
I go in your chest I you how to murder right
It's deep, I'ma your mother
and I don't if I die
'cause all that is that I gonna join my little brother
dog, I had a hard
and I'm in love the pain
Thug in the game wit and hard white
Back to the guns the way I off threes off
a hole in your stomach, take a nigga knees off
Face splattered around, too many cops for the glock
fuck it dog, I'm battin you down
you ask me what's happenin now
This aint a rerun, see P gun, I'm clappin you clowns, what

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