Luyện nghe bài hát You're F**kin' With Bc

Do you know who fuckin with?

The ill niggas!
You're fuckin the kill niggas!
You're fuckin with the liquor!
fuckin with the bitch dickas!

You're fuckin the cash makin, life takin, overlord,
street hustlin, bustin, snitch dustin, body dumpin, gauge pumpin,
clean dresser, mic blesser, graves are in the desert,
with my niggas from the Central, why? You'll die!
I can ya missin fuckin with the unforgiven,
cop killer, blood spiller, but a million seller.
Run and your fuckin mother,
Body is on the cover, of Murder Monthly,
bitch best up off me.

fuckin with BC.
You're fuckin BC.
fuckin with BC.
Do you know who you're with?

Ghetto dwellin, drug sellin, suckin, hard fuckin,
drive by'n, do or die'n, bitch smackin, stackin,
hittin, game spittin, hustlin's how I make my livin,
hit ridin, pit fightin, street titan.
related, frustated, gun tote'n, ransome note'n,
park muggin, thuggin, jewelry wearer, hood terror.
Steppin's you made your error,
now bleedin, heart speedin.
Now you your life leavin,
Yo, fuckin mom's grievin.

The ill niggas!
The niggas!

mashin, club crashin, high fashion, jewelry bashin,
child snatcher, hoe catcher, slasher.
Mic rippin, set trippin, boilin, gun oil'n,
car jackin, crackin, bank robbin, roof jobbin,
laser scope'n, ropin,
known to get safe open,
you in your back nigga, the hair trigga.
Banana clip loader, LAPD get my folder,
known killer, jaw sweller, dug up my fuckin cellar.
Drama maker, law breaker, talker, pig stalker,
Shot gunner, drug runner, blowin up fuckin summer.
Handgrenade'n, home invadin, wearin, cold starin,
Count the street vets, known to get your chest wet!

Do you know who you're with?

The ill niggas!
You're with the kill niggas!
You're fuckin with the liquor!
You're with the bitch dickas!
Do you know who you're with?