Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Fucked Up Now

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

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

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

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

Niggaz is wack, I cant say it plainer that
Dog you in the front but it rain in the back
Fuck the middle 'cause the middle do a lot and a
Stuck in between but yall wont see the riddle
for less, a General but dont meddle 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
niggas want the red in my boots, hole in my shirt
Twist a nigga wig and leave me in the dirt
I see the rollie not move but the still work
Motherfucker, thatll you a jerk, cocksucker

Ayyo, yall gon' do now
Yall up now, niggas
How deep is your now
fucked up now
Dont make us you down
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
Summers eve, puttin' in coffee hip to the Ds
I play smarter, thats why my flights now be
Ten seater, what you know a Porsche at a meter

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

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

And Im to do dirt 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 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 on yall
What you know two 380s inside a basketball
And when its beef, store on his with burners on coronas
We the that ever did it, if you need us, telephone us
the fuck nigga

Ayyo, what yall do now
Yall fucked up now,
How deep is your now
fucked up now
Dont us heat 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 niggas tell me, I remind 'em of rich
'Cause I the kids shopping and send 'em on bus trips
Hoppin' out a six with sweats and scuffed kicks

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

All day the lox hotter than Broadway
Election time 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 your face at
Yo, we in from a new spot, let somebody taste
From your street only one of my plans
I got south niggas payin' a hundred a gram

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

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