Luyện nghe bài hát You Scared

Black-Ty, David Banner, Lil
Down South you scared of, NIGGA WHAT!!

As soon as I in the club
I start lookin for a girl who dick like she made it up
I you out there somewhere
Baby keep it to yourself, share
To all the let me see ya
it like it's hot and make me a believer
I know, there's a whole lot of freaks in the Dirty
Muh'fuckers gettin high flirty flirty
Dem Down South be the craziest
Dem Coast boys be scandalous
Dem niggaz be dangerous
The East Coast boys it big
When I leave the club I got my Cadillac on
Sittin outside, chrome-plated from the West
To all you haters you ain't gutter
I triple-dare you to the line muh'fucker

You scared, you
You scared motherfucker you (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared motherfucker who (nigga WHAT!)
You scared, you
You scared motherfucker you (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared motherfucker who (nigga WHAT!)

[David
(C'mon) You a part-time rapper, full-time fag
Should I throw up threes, a rock, every motherfucker
get naked, lay yo' rich ass on the flo'
But you already up but I want some mo'
Cash get it out from yo' ass, with a money bag
And a quick toe tag, ho, ass, nigga!
And ain't no rappers acquitted
Shit you scared admit it or catch a slug in yo' fitted
Yea hey, hollow-points like cue balls, at
Off yo' forehead, still it run through
Man I'm crunk like some white boys Mountain Dew
Coppin Viag', I yo' sister, say no
Cause I off in a six-fo' and dump on a ho
Bitches get down on the flo' and yell "There that go!"
And I hunt y'all the truth, I don't give a fuck about yo'
I never gang bang, I just rob you for yo' cash punk, nigga

You scared, you
You scared motherfucker you (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared who scared (nigga WHAT!)

Scrappy]
Ay, ay, ay, Scrap, ay (c'mon)
Yeah I'm in the club, on the Patron
I'm in the corner shawty leave me (ohh)
And the security keep trippin, he get a ass whippin
hit him on up with the chrome
Shawty now it's on, I to increase the peace
But these hatin ass niggaz done the beast
Yeah I'm (yeah I'm back) couldn't hail a cab
But that don't mean I won't whup yo' ass
Hang him over my in a torture rack
Make his stomach see the other fuckin of the bag
But I don't think you want that of trouble man
And you don't look you got a gun in your hand
You average, I hit you up yo' cabbage
Take yo' with me cause she a bad bitch
at me Black-Ty, get it crackin
That happenin - Zone 3

You scared, you
You motherfucker you scared (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared motherfucker who (nigga WHAT!)

- AHHHH! Black-Ty!
Lil Scrappy, Banner, YEAH!
Frontline Boyz, makin all noise!
He ain't right