Luyện nghe bài hát You Scared, Pt. 2

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

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

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

Take it to the spot man now time to crank it up
Don't play, a brighter day, I gotta pack it up
Mean's I bees the first up on the block, I guess to it up
full of stones, oh boy, I gotta track it up

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

Wishin' I could rob me a but I ain't thief enough
I it in the hood to rob a nigga chart, they sleep enough
And it's 'bout the time I get my back I need it up
to find another boy, time I gettin' a Rita

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Creepin' through the street because it's very real in the field
Ain't no love for pity, nobody cut you no deal
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 company you keep, everyone a
'Cause when robbas, mobbas double jaw, to bust appeal
You got hustler's, dealer's bankin' every town, every
Guess, what I don't hang the brothers, so, so mass a girl

Crunchy Black, in this I'm bout to bring the pain
Ain't no gang in my slang, do you
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 a nigga from doin' his thang
Can't you mug is the song that I'm man
got me gold diggin' for the chain

I think I got them scared, I think they scared of me
I you bitch, you scared, I think that they 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

I think I got them scared, I that they scared 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