Luyện nghe bài hát Comin' to Getcha

The Boss, you

I'm comin' to
(Yeah)
Tonight you sleep creepin' steady but quick
I'm here to tell 'em that B ain't no petty
You run up, you're gettin' stuck what was goin' through mind
When you over Boss, you could ever fuck?
(You could fuck)

So nut up, is I'ma drop fat gun blast
In the gash in ass if I find 'em I got 'em
Takin' from the killin' and body bags is
The only motherfuckin' I'm fillin'
(Yea)
The villain kill forty ounce by the neck

And kept on a ninety degree tilt
For me and my, diggy D O G's, doin' dirt ease
Shoulda got with that, niggaz can't fuck wit
(Can't wit deez)
Bitches straight pimpin' ain't no simps, and so the ain't simpin'

It's a bitch thang and step to one how I figure
From six feet you push daisies nd that ain't no maybe, nigga
So step in my set and get yo' ass up
When I
(How you comin'?)
I'm to getcha

and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to
Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Yo, comin' to get ya

Runnin' and runnin' and and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha
Yo, she's to get ya, kick it

There they go down the block, got the cocked
we come straight rollin' in from the streets
Of the boondocks, lettin' mo' than just a go
Gunnin' down then bailin' back to the vehicle

Then that's heads start swellin', you ain't been told
better fuckin' tell 'em 'bout the motherfuckin' misfits
Out on that other shit, goin' all out and doin' dirt on the killin' tip
(Much dirt)
So save the rest for the nigga

I was born to start so they labelled me a gravedigger
And if the five-oh step, that's I blast another
Twenty question askin' punk cop
(Yeah)
Don't make your move before you

And fuck the judge, the and the goddamn precinct
So you can see the total
Watch your back 'cause the fact is
is like comin' to get

Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha
Yo, comin' to get ya

Now one two, E caught the flu
Funky with the style, some say I'm
But off and check out the Boss
You suckers and crab
(Yo, comin' to getcha)

See, most don't fit
In the category of a criminal paid
(Yeah)
Where up is manditory
Where nothing's but the motherfuckin' rain

And nothing's changed but the
'Cause in the ghetto still ain't gettin' no better
I'm a knot fo' a knot, throwin' heavy hits
Then you wonder why it's yo' ass I'm comin' to get

'Cause what I got I simply took a that takes it to the limit
already a bitch, without me in it
I commence to dollars and sense, pump lead
Only evidence, another another nigga dead

If you a homie cap peeled if you play
Never stay homies long anyway, it
See some be throwin' for
That mean on some night

take yo' ass out with just one shot
So when you from the bullets I won't give a fuck
You shoulda died they hitcha
I'm to getcha

Runnin' and runnin' and and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to
Runnin' and runnin' and and comin' to getcha
Yo, comin' to get ya

Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha
and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha
Yo, she's to get ya