Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Fucked Up Now

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

I pack a 4 5, puff a and get high
Dont a fuck if I die 'cause my son is alive
I grew up doing dumb that made me wise
Coulda died ten that made me live

Sell my soul, not for no and gold
I through it 'cause my scars is old
Remember the I used to puff dimes
And the law was cold

then when my mom played my fathers role
Now Im a man runnin' with a gun in the
It feel good my son on my chest
I wanna quit but Im one of the
around, I might run to the west
Lay low and get to death

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

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

Ayyo, yall gon' do now
fucked up now, niggas
How deep is your now
fucked up now
Dont make us you down
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 they
So when you put the dogs on her, you massengill
Summers eve, drugs in coffee hip to the Ds
I smarter, thats why my flights now be charter
Ten seater, what you know a Porsche at a meter

Next to koochie freak those, tickets those
And you can mail to my down in Mel rose
I aint the nigga that you see on cop walls
Im that eighteen and up mami's on my

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

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

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

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

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

I supply all the dealers and 'em to stuff nix
I done signed autograph and took every flick
Im quite sure that I 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 but I share my slugs equally

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

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

Ayyo, yall gon do now
fucked up now
We the nicest around
fucked up now
Ayyo, yall gon do now
Yall up