Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Go Wrong

The reason that I'm here, I'ma 'til it's clear
Let all, G'z to front, and rear
Switches couldn't switch these switches a day
Just to sit and sippin' and dippin' all the ways

That they ears and chairs, dis on years
Cokes drippin' off and gins
As a matter of fact, mathical fact
And you can't de-grate, y'all get played a sax

Trumpet to
Too Young Gotti, millennium bone
If she raggedly, I'm sendin' 'em
Puttin' 10 in the chrome, all killin' it's on

It don't quit, it don't
Let the knock, beat knock
Pull up at the spot, pull up at the spot, in a top
what I got, I just

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my hood songs
Don't give a on the real, I say just what I feel
No matter whatchu say, I'll stop my bust style way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

Kurupt, up

I'ma drop 'til clear
And these re-beams and pumps is Vietnam
Tossin' C-notes, the, Magneto'
through, comin' like ay

Don't expect nothin' less, gleam on the tray
All night and all day, it's the best in a S S
It's the prince of the West, I tryna do much
Tryna do too much, I ain't really trippin'

It's just me, Snoopy and Quik and like you
Wit' the mouth to put a dick in
Most of y'all like faulty equipment
Shifted, drifted, different, up

Kurupt Gotti, just call me fall beaty
the skirts from Tahiti workin' at the mall
With young Roscoe, you fool in high
I just my Roscoe, dump fossils, colossal, I

go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs
Don't a damn on the real, I say just what I feel
No matter say, I'll never stop my bust style way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

Yes, 1, 2, fuck wit' my
And we won't stop poppin' 'til ya body blue
3, 4, look at that whore the fat ass
But without the cash, hit the

The reason I'm here, Kurupt done bought the beer
I'ma lush, fo' the cush, lookin'
Fo' the bush to push and back
I'll the ho if she ain't been needin' a Dusch bag

No, been the Gucci, wit' hair that's pushed back
In a bun lookin' fun gettin' silly, wit' my celly Billy
to you by way or two buns
We smugglin' in and out of the place, our two

Notice, see the Q U I, Dogg collabo', yup
We stab hoes in the bladder actin' bad wit' the mad
Get out, yeah, look here, we started this pussy shit, no
And these the mothafuckin' we get, c'mon

Can't go wrong, all my lost hood songs
give a damn on the real, I say just what I feel
No matter whatchu say, I'll never stop my bust way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

Can't go wrong, all my lost hood songs
Don't a damn on the real, I say just what I feel
No matter whatchu say, I'll never stop my bust way
No fo' da game, I do it my way

{Aight, y'all a mothafuckin' public service announcement
From Mr. X to tha mothafuckin' Z
My homeboy Kurupt, to all you half ass mothafuckas comin'
Pussy ass niggas, tryin' to see what's up wit my

{And see what's up wit me, nigga is he this, is he
I'm a mothafuckin' killa and it's like this nigga
If I had a doller fo' every you bitch ass niggas
Came and didn't do shit, I'll be a billionaire right now
Put up or shut up mothafuckas, it's this, it's on, onsite}