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

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

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

"You be out your fucking 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)

the misfit, time to rip shit
Time to get with the lyrical lunatic
In the street I strong 'cause I'm armed with a nine
up nig? You must be out of your fucking mind

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

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

The police, they try to me in the clink, yo
I got 'em ducking and bucking, so I think so
I bust your whole if you're not kind
Stomping comp? You must be out of your fucking

"You must be out your 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 bang, I'm coming like a gang
From outta sang sang to make your motherfucking brains
Try to diss this, 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, I'll play your fucking heart, so be
Cut all that and clown, I'll be the only nigga laying down
When else is sitting

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

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

So be a sport, another drug
Holding down the fort and a nigga got caught
So he made prime time I had the nine
Yeah, you must be out of fucking mind

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

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

back up, a real motherfucker's on stage
I the gift like a motherfucking 12 gauge
know I'm versatile
No question I'm buckwild, I'm killing rappers executioner

Hanging motherfuckers with a mic
I'm a rap lord, suckers get me bored
Saying that they and this
Ayo they get me pissed, 'cause motherfuckers jack shit

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

I'm motherfuckers like Wimbledon
I a crowd like a bottle of insulin
And always get me vexed
I'm tired of trying to sound like Das Efx

You'd better hold own, child
'Cause I'm laying suckers rugs and tiles
This is the nigger with the mad lines
You to me? You must 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 your ass"
"Hey you, here"

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