Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches 2

I knew this brother
Who I thought was cool me
out together
Even went to school me
Fly nigga, my ace coon
We used to low together
Shot in the bathroom
You trouble
Well trouble you
'Cause we diss ya, issue
The beat down
He money
I would always come
Needed a car he use mine too
But bust
Out on the
say he was riffin'
Callin' me a
Talkin' how foul I'm livin'
Someone him
Poppin' that shit last
for some pussy
From big butt freak
Sayin' I'm his
I was on his
Talkin' that crazy old weak shit
And after all of
She walked away
How ya gonna diss boy
To get some
And I stepped to him about it
He said, who

Yo, how did he go
He out like a bitch
So
We just ain't 'bout you
'Cause some of you
Is too

I knew this brother Mitch
Stong
He a girl, in five minutes he lay her
Trucked crazy
smothered in ice
Been to not once, but twice
Kept a thick posse
of thugs and
Crooks and
And vet
Who up to no good
But they all behind him
And his back
the only way
To on the track
But yo
Mitch got by the feds last week
snatched by the trunk
Of his white
Took a inside
And what did see
Two and a gallon of P.C.P
Oh shit, the thought
Mitch's
Three strikes, that's
criminal
So instead of goin'
He snitched on his posse
at the crib
And sipped and Rossi
Sold out his whole
rat named Mitch

Yo, how did he go
He out like a bitch
So
We just ain't 'bout you
'Cause some of you'll
Is too

I this guy
That was that fly
act cool
Even he tried
When we played
He always
When he told stories, he always
A black
Who was missin' the part
He had the
But was missin' the true
When we would
He always go down quick
So he karate
And he got his ass kicked
But now he's
And he his wife's ass
Says it comes problems
That he had in the
Doesn't like
Claims he's class
the police, got himself a badge
Now he the streets
And he's out to
Doggin' brothers
they usually don't fight back
Got a partner
And he asked for
And night
Another head they
So now big man
But he really shit

Yo, how did he go
He went out like a
So
We just talkin' 'bout you
'Cause a lot of this
Are too

Out one night with my
And new kid
I know homeboy, but evil E did
So I thought he was
We rode in his
Rag top tray on
Lifted side to
We hit the party
Niggas was me
You could feel the
Of artillery
was on, some O.G shit
I put my to the wall
And felt my pistol
All of a
Niggas started
Flippin', the record started
Wildin', fools lockin' up
cracked
The room started up
Me and he hit the
And then the back
My boys let off an encore
But we made it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to it out
Side by
Punk left us to die in a ditch

Yo, how did he go
He went out like a
So
We ain't talkin' 'bout you
you scary ass niggas
Is too

So if you're
Why we are at you
Funny if you
You always tell a
You've got a lot of
But you 'cause
Yo lad you know what I be
tell you why?

You act you can fight
But when there's a real
You find out
Your I'ma do it eyes, do it eyes
No, you ain't, man
No, you ain't
A brother think you've got up
But you really
You why
I wouldn't even hit you my fist
I'd that shit out of you

I the real brothers