Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Betta Know It

Ho, got it fucked up for real
thug in my bandanna
got my covered
watch me this quarter ounce blunt,
and waste nothin'
i know you hate me
but you wont say
me and my AK
since you wanna take
I pay for shit
but i take the hit
pull the out
and the pin out
and 'em quit
don't compare me to them niggas
you been with
out swimmin' in that water
we gon' see how it gets
we drive by
we get out and by
in the street
yellow tape, white chalk
came to far to let em it
now i'm ready for it
realist nigga in this rap
bitch you better it

I just you better know it
you know it (x8)

26
A problem, i just me
should be ridiculous,
niggas for this versache
first i hit the
hit the gas
watch me up my stash
i reach in, get my
yeah, then put on my
got a face full of
still you aint no
niggas die right on this block
this ain't no
put bulletholes all in ya
let you pick the
on to let a nigga
ya ass
Chopper cut ya
hit his leg it strike out
let him think he it
then ya knock his life out
Bond bitch
go to jail, i'm right out
and see my kids
then i'm on the flight out

I just think you know it
you better it (x17)