Luyện nghe bài hát You Scared, Pt. 2

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

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

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

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

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

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

I think I got them scared, I 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

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 that they of me
Kickin' in the door, I make them hit the floor for keys

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

Heard you talkin' loud at the tuff, I guess to your pops
Man this ain't no radio station, boy quit to pump your watch
Police yellow tape, blood they wipin' with a mop
What a witness saw we here 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 bank and make you faint before I it off
Hum on the and full of dank, ready to break the law

I see fuzz, I see we won 'cause I won it all
So fuckin' scared, you talkin' gahos, it, oh want it, oh
But we care, we like 'em Dallas standin' ten feet tall
Buckin' you, blastin' you, watch you splatter on the fuckin'

I I got them 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 scared of me
Kickin' in the door, I make bitches hit the floor for keys

I think I got them scared, I think 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 them bitches hit the floor for keys

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

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

Crunchy Black, in bitch I'm bout to bring the pain
Ain't no in my slang, do you understand?
Mess with me then messin' 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 tryin' to stop a nigga from doin' his thang
Can't you mug is the that I'm singin' man
got me gold diggin' for the chain

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

I think I got them scared, I 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 floor for