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

"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 kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out 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 I stay strong 'cause I'm armed with a nine
What's up nig? You be out of your fucking mind

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

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

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

"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 your ass"
"Hey you, here"

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

A nigga with heart, walk through a in the dark
the drug marks stomping me, I'll play your fucking heart, so be smart
Cut all that bullshit and clown, I'll be the only nigga down
When everybody else is

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

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

So be a sport, another lesson
Holding down the and a stupid-ass nigga got caught
So he made time cause I had the nine
Yeah, you be out of your fucking mind

"You be out your 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"

Sucker back up, a real on stage
I shoot the gift like a motherfucking 12
Niggas I'm versatile
No I'm buckwild, I'm killing rappers executioner style

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

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

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

You'd hold your own, child
'Cause I'm laying like rugs and tiles
is the bigger nigger with the mad lines
You step to me? You must be out of your mind!

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