Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Fucked Up Now

Yeah, two up motherfucker
Yeah, niggaz runnin' around yappin' dicks 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, a blunt and get high
Dont a fuck if I die 'cause my son is alive
I grew up doing dumb shit made me wise
Coulda died ten times that made me

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

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

Niggaz is wack, I cant say it plainer that
Dog you shine in the but it rain in the back
Fuck the middle the middle do a lot and a little
Stuck in between but niggaz wont see the riddle
Settle for less, a General but dont meddle my

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

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

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

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

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

And Im quick to do since Im through your shirt
Like nothing, lift a arm, I hit under your wing
Yo, why you following this cat, hey, he to get pushed back
You could poke your chest out in the street, 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 when its beef, on his side with burners on coronas
We the best ever did it, if you need us, telephone us
What the fuck

Ayyo, what gon' do now
fucked up now, niggas
How is your crew now
Yall up now
Dont make us heat you
Yall up now
We the niggas around
fucked up now

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

I supply all the and tell 'em to stuff nix
I signed every 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 tryin' na cop blow in the hallway
And there aint enough plates for 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 somebody taste
From your street rappins only one of my
I got dirty south payin' a hundred a gram

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

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