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

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

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

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

Aw shit, it's to get
(Dum dum)
If you took what you got, 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 nitwit lyrical
In the street I stay strong 'cause I'm with a nine
What's up nig? You must be out of your fucking

I'm much more you expect, kid
To identify your ass they'll have to use your fucking dental
So step up, come come, be bashful
I got a steel toe and you can get an

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

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

"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"

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

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

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

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

So be a sport, another lesson
Holding down the fort and a stupid-ass nigga got
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 must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm a your ass"
"Hey you, here"

Sucker back up, a motherfucker's on stage
I shoot the gift like a 12 gauge
Niggas I'm versatile
No question I'm buckwild, I'm killing rappers executioner

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

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

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

You'd better hold 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 your ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You be out your 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 must be out of your fucking