Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Fucked Up Now

Yeah, two guns up
Yeah, niggaz runnin' around yappin' with dicks in mouth
My niggaz, is serious, L.O.X.
Couldnt even put three niggaz
And come up with this combination,
is fo real, yo

I a 4 5, puff a blunt and get high
Dont give a if I die 'cause my son is alive
I grew up doing dumb shit that made me
Coulda died ten times that made me

my soul, not for no cars and gold
I been through it my scars is old
Remember the time I used to puff
And the law was cold

Back when my mom played my fathers role
Now Im a man runnin' a gun in the vest
It feel with my son on my chest
I wanna but Im one of the best
Fuck around, I might run to the
Lay low and get blunted to

Niggaz is wack, I cant say it than that
Dog you in the front but it rain in the back
Fuck the 'cause the middle do a lot and a little
Stuck in but yall niggaz wont see the riddle
Settle for less, a General but dont my chest

Die for my niggas nevertheless, cant find a nigga better this
Kiss and the louch, every man ahead of the group, the coup
Yall niggas want the red in my boots, in my shirt
Twist a nigga wig and leave me dead in the
I see the not move but the shit still work
Motherfucker, thatll make you a jerk,

Ayyo, yall gon' do now
Yall fucked up now,
How deep is your now
fucked up now
Dont make us heat you
Yall up now
We the nicest niggas
Yall up now

I pay off blue suits that's
And I put drugs in my girl koochie yo, a bad bitch kill
So when you put the dogs on her, you massengill
Summers eve, drugs in coffee hip to the Ds
I play smarter, why my flights now be charter
Ten seater, you know about a Porsche at a meter

Next to koochie freak those, tickets keep
And you can mail to my postbox down in Mel
I aint the that you see posted on cop walls
Im that eighteen and up on my balls

Yall cant the great one, sheek be jason not cops
But that nigga my pops
I bust like bums at a bar but far from a lush
Everything about cat be plush

And Im quick to do dirt since Im through shirt
Like nothing, lift a arm, I hit those under wing
Yo, why you following this cat, hey, he about to get back
You poke your chest out in the street, thats cool

But in a bing fool was like Louis rich meat
We run from yall, we scatter for guns on yall
What you know about two 380s a basketball
And its beef, store on his side with burners on coronas
We the best that did it, if you need us, telephone us
What the fuck

Ayyo, what gon' do now
Yall fucked up now,
How deep is your now
fucked up now
Dont make us you down
Yall up now
We the nicest niggas
fucked up now

Yo, a nigga wanna go to war kiss, find him a ditch
Old school niggas me, I remind 'em of rich
'Cause I take the kids shopping and send 'em on bus
Hoppin' out a rough six with and scuffed kicks

I all the dealers and tell 'em to stuff nix
I done signed autograph and took every flick
Im quite that I coulda hit every chick
But I didnt ones that I did give 'em dick

All day the lox flow hotter than
Election time na cop blow in the hallway
And there aint plates for yall to eat with me
Stingy nigga but I my slugs equally

I put half where your waist at and half where your at
Yo, we in from a new spot, let taste that
From your street only one of my plans
I got south niggas payin' a hundred a gram

And I could care less how you shift the scan
However you get it you to hit your man
But we dont hold the grudges, we control the
And do the fuck we wanna do, nigga fuck it

Ayyo, yall gon do now
fucked up now
We the niggas around
fucked up now
Ayyo, yall gon do now
fucked up