Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Fuck With Us

We keep it like the cars with the shocks
We spittin' on your block
We new to the game, but runnin' the
Numbin' knot with baselines that'll make ya neck break

This rook'll take queen and put ya king in checkmate
Open your mind makin' ya meditate
We real champs, y'all just
Time to get it straight, I push wig back
Crew loaded up extra bread like a Big Mac

Beefin' with us? leavin' you face down
bitch rappers like I'm straight outta A-Town
Runnin' the playground like it was a meet
Shoes on the whip be bigger than Shaq's feet

We into big things, bank overgrown
All of cheese, swiss, cheddar, provolone
Guaranteed to wax like candles
Track hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels

Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck us
bound to lose, another one bites the dust
Y'all, bitch crews, wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose, another one the dust

It's Trademark the truth, laid back,
I'm God, as if you needed some
You ain't hard I can see it on you, I need a
a droptop, crop if I'm creepin' on you

Click-clack nickel back knickknacks if you got on you
Spittin' back live rounders, with five
If we on two, I put a beatin' on you
Your sound's tired buddy, that's why I'm on you

We back in the ride, with cream stackin' the rawhide
The sound of God slide a raw vibe
Straight military camel clothes ash brown
So sick, I've handlin' flows

Since was gold tooth and branded by low
You cold like Eskimo hoes at 7 below
You slow, you be the to think
My hands seen more fuckin' than bathroom sinks

Y'all, bitch crews, wanna fuck with us
Y'all to lose, another one bites the dust
Y'all, crews, don't wanna fuck with us
bound to lose, another one bites the dust

I got punks, and switches, dump chumpses bitches
We feed you to the sharks, you can sleep the fishes
Clean you like but I ain't no busboy
You ain't family, you earnin' my trust boy

Seen too many bitches that'll double ya
We bring more than the Laker roster
Get the click pissed, nobody can save ya
Throw heat without lookin' like Fernando

Marc Predka's the name, the rest of you
I'm ego drivin', with different women, every size and frame
I refine my game by fuckin' bitches
But all the same, it's just ex to the next

For sex or brain, or Mrs
Married or not, my game stop
It's cars bars bonds and stocks you see my flow
Y'all are small-time like a knee-high hoe

Y'all, bitch crews, wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the
Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck us
Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the