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

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

Aw shit, time to get
(Dum dum)
If you took you got, lick a shot
(Pump pump)
When the 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 lunatic
In the street I stay 'cause I'm armed with a nine
up nig? You must be out of your fucking mind

I'm more than you expect, kid
To identify your ass they'll have to use your fucking records
So up, come come, don't be bashful
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 ass with medicine
You can feel, shit is real, my can set me free
So I can continue my MC spree

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

"You be out your 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 bang, I'm coming like a chain
From outta sang to make your motherfucking brains 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, I'll your fucking heart, so be smart
Cut all that bullshit and clown, I'll be the nigga laying down
everybody else is sitting

So who's the man to hit? I slip in a banana clip
And I hit, come and get your split
Shit, fuck, bitch who's the
You may be down 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 brother of another brother's
And I "What's up, duck?" And I had my motherfucking gun cocked

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You must be out your 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"

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