Luyện nghe bài hát You Must Be Out Of Your Fuckin' Mind

"You must be out your mind, man"
"I'm gonna kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out your mind, man"
"I'm gonna your ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out your mind, man"
"I'm gonna your ass"
"Hey you, here"

Aw shit, time to get
(Dum dum)
If you what you got, lick a shot
(Pump pump)
the dough is low, we go
(Stick up, up)
You get on the block, we say
(Big up, big up)

Check the misfit, time to rip
Time to get with the nitwit lyrical
In the street I stay strong I'm armed with a nine
What's up You must be out of your fucking mind

I'm much more you expect, kid
To your ass they'll have to use your fucking dental records
So step up, come, don't be bashful
I got a steel toe and you can get an

'Cause if it's me you think you're better
need a sniffly, sneezy, coughing
Stuffy head, get your ass with
You can feel, shit is real, my mind can set me
So I can my MC killing spree

The police, try to keep me in the clink, yo
I got 'em and bucking, so I don't think so
I bust your whole shit if not kind
Stomping comp? You be out of your fucking mind

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You be out your fucking mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

Chitty chitty bang, I'm coming like a chain gang
From outta sang sang to make your motherfucking hang
Try to this, then you'll enlist for the stiffs
your bitch up at Crystal and then I fuck her with a pistol

A nigga with heart, through a park in the dark
Fuck the drug marks stomping me, play your fucking heart, so be smart
Cut all that bullshit and clown, be the only nigga laying down
When else is sitting

So who's the man to hit? I slip in a banana clip
And I hit, and get your bandanna split
Shit, fuck, who's the snitch?
You may be with Mikey and Ikey, but you're laying in a fucking ditch

With motherfucking maggots with the rest of them
'Cause your license to was from Tagget's
I warned a brother of another glock
And I "What's up, duck?" And I had my motherfucking gun cocked

So be a sport, lesson drug
Holding the fort and a stupid-ass nigga got caught
So he made prime cause I had the nine
Yeah, you must be out of your fucking

"You be out your fucking mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out your mind, man"
"I'm a your ass"
"Hey you, here"

Sucker back up, a real motherfucker's on
I shoot the like a motherfucking 12 gauge
Niggas know I'm
No question I'm buckwild, I'm killing executioner style

motherfuckers with a mic cord
I'm a rap lord, suckers get me bored
that they that and this
Ayo they get me pissed, 'cause motherfuckers ain't shit

I'm here to the Boogie Down
Making niggas town before sundown
And if you listen, G
I'll stick a up your ass like "American me"

I'm serving motherfuckers Wimbledon
I shock a crowd like a of insulin
And niggas always get me
I'm tired of motherfuckers to sound like Das Efx

better hold your own, child
'Cause I'm laying suckers like rugs and
This is the bigger with the mad lines
You step to me? You be out of your fucking mind!

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

Yeah, now you motherfuckers know the flav, Coast style
Fat Joe, G. Rap, and
You step to us, you be out of your fucking mind