Luyện nghe bài hát Akickdoe!

P]

Yo
you woke?
Keep your on the rollers nigga.
Pass the (ok)
We gon' up interstate 10
We gon' up Pimp C, and Bun B (that's my niggas there)
We gon' get rowdy and bout it bout it
We gon' handle our
We gon'
We make it back to the N.O.
'cause u whut?
Us South niggaz don't playa
We got love the South, East, West, to the Nizorth
But it's your baby
We gon' handle our
And we gonna do this like g'z
We represent the gizame
Ya me?

C]

This fucked up
I got no friends
I done spend my 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz
Ugh, and I'm a nigga
Down to put a forty-five to his
Lay it down muthafucka because I'm for mine
Take out everytime and I ain't try to dine
Niggaz dyin' port (huh nigga what?)
Thank that I'm playin? (huh what?)
Bust 17 times and let 'em what I'm sayin'
UGK and
and a Tank (Master P)
Bout to fade the
some dank and some drank
But bitch luv me when I to your city
Serve my dick out her
and bust my on her titties
Ugh, just a matter of time before I'm up in your house
With my mask on my and my thang in your mouth
Now get your mind nigga (mind right)
and make a bitch
and never put in a trick ass bitch
x4]

I'm pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
Lay on the flo' (flo')
Want the cheese and the money or gotta go (gotta go)

B]

They try to run up in the (run up)
Now oon Bun B
I see me P and C in (danger)
Just like the ATF, HPD, and Texas
Fuckin' me and my middle fanga.
But to this shit we ain't strangers
But I bust my magnums
gage these pistols
Hand grenades, and land
chopper smoke and missiles
of them bitches whistle
Some of them silent
But all them bitches business
All of violent
Bout it bout it and
soldiers that wanna gang us
with us, hang with us
get that No slang with us
I came to bust every ass in my way till over
so get the chip off shoulder
fix lip
I done yah
we own 5 on your bitch in bumpin' conflicts
Nigga I can see that you got
Sit and take a time trip
ain't nothin' ta sneeze at
the in your eyes I see
bitch the key's & g'z at?

x2]

Lay it muthafucka
gotta go
Give me the is what I tell 'em
When I kick in the
Nigga I'm mad at the
for my of havin' papers
the law and the cops
'cause I'm down for a

P]

Some say we
Especially when we
I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for
I live for confetti
You see I'm deadly like
I run through your house and it messy like messy

I got to stress in my head
I take my own life
My last is a 211
But it got me twicee
It's a drought now
So these drugs ain't
And if it for No Limit
there be no money or rapping.

P]

You see my boy had a full of keyz and g'z
The word on the street is his told his baby momma to freeze!
You see you can't trust nobody in this game
keep your eyez on enemies
Stack some and get out man.

me a ski-mask, a 9
I'll be a down ass
And me pull a flee-flicker
And my cheese get bigger
If I get caught it's 25, but that mean shit
'cause if I go to jail it's gotta be better than like this
Nigga 2 in the air
I ain't bout bein' broke
And if you bout i a move
nigga, everybody go
some bout it niggaz from New Orleans
With hooked up
C-Murder, P, and UGK
Now Nigga

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