Luyện nghe bài hát You Scared, Pt. 2

You scared hoe, you hoe
You hoe, kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the for keys

You scared hoe, you hoe
You scared hoe, in the door
I make them bitches hit the for keys

Bust in that 45, make them bitches back it up
them ridin' on them thangs, make them bitches jack it up
Here they got pot it man, make them bitches bag it up
Finally got that money man, make them sag it up

Take it to the spot man now it's time to it up
play, tomorrows a brighter day, I gotta pack it up
Mean's I bees the up on the block, I guess to rack it up
full of stones, oh boy, I gotta track it up

Fuckin' with you snitches man make me wanna hang it up
But lookin' at a empty plate don't make me wanna it up
Any nigga with that gonna make me wanna creep it up
though my pockets don't get deep, they ain't got deep enough

Wishin' I could rob me a bank but I thief enough
I keep it in the hood to rob a nigga chart, sleep enough
And it's 'bout the time I get my back then I it up
Time to find another boy, time I gettin' a

I think I got scared, I think that they scared of me
I think you bitch, you scared, I think that scared of me
I think I got scared, I think that they scared of me
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the for keys

I think I got scared, I think that they scared of me
I think you bitch, you scared, I think they scared of me
I think I got them scared, I think they scared of me
in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

Which one of you rappers wanna feel shots
Sayin' Juicy J, fuck you out your record money flop
you know these North Memphis soldiers keep a plastic glock
Stand in of your house, I'm 'bout to buck you cowards on the spot

Heard you loud at the tuff, I guess to gang your pops
Man this ain't no radio station, boy quit tryin' to your watch
Police yellow tape, somebody blood wipin' with a mop
What a witness saw when we roll on down your corner block

The Mafia Boys, we get the toys, you drop it off
me the gun, I take the handle then I saw it off
Bust in the and make you faint before I knock it off
Hum on the drank and full of dank, ready to the law

I see fuzz, I see we won 'cause I won it all
So fuckin' scared, you talkin' gahos, want it, oh it, oh
But we don't care, we like 'em Dallas ten feet tall
Buckin' you, blastin' you, you splatter on the fuckin' wall

I think I got them scared, I think that scared of me
I think you bitch, you scared, I think that they of me
I think I got scared, I think that they scared of me
Kickin' in the door, I make bitches hit the floor for keys

I think I got scared, I think that they scared of me
I think you bitch, you scared, I that they scared of me
I think I got scared, I think that they scared of me
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the for keys

Creepin' through the street because it's very real in the field
Ain't no love for pity, ain't nobody cut you no
Everyone I know, they do just to get a meal
Or what's in the bottle or the baggie or what's under

Careful of the you keep, everyone a treal
'Cause when robbas, mobbas jaw, just to bust appeal
You got hustler's, dealer's bankin' town, every field
Guess, what I don't hang the brothers, so, so mass a girl

Crunchy Black, in this bitch I'm to bring the pain
no gang in my slang, do you understand?
Mess with me then your with the grownest man
I'm from, from the slum, nigga's shootin' a thang

On the run now you see me in the man
They were tryin' to stop a nigga from his thang
you mug is the song that I'm singin' man
Hypnotize got me gold for the chain

I I got them scared, I think that they scared of me
I you bitch, you scared, I think that they scared of me
I think I got them scared, I that they scared of me
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the for keys

I think I got them scared, I think that they of me
I think you bitch, you scared, I think that scared of me
I think I got them scared, I think they scared of me
Kickin' in the door, I make bitches hit the floor for keys