Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
You, pussy nigga, make me kill one of y'all

Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep thang
Right up under my shirt, tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games until somebody get
Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that
Right up under my shirt when I away, hang and bang
it all fun and games until somebody get hurt

When you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you catch me first

So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better me first

A lot of pussy nigga like bro, little runnin' their mouth
That is till run in their house, put the gun in their
Tell 'em, "Nigga, talk shit now", they think you know gonna
I scared of the law, now I'm 'bout to go to war
it is, nigga? Where you lose your jaw?

I never get caught y'all 'cause it ain't watcha do
The question is who saw I'm way to raw?
Catch me any day you want, you can think I'm a playa if you
But the that remain, if I got an AK you don't
Well, then, playa, you

Don't get me wrong, pussy wanna kill me too
But this ain't 'bout shit 'cause it's well known where I'm at
They can me in the booth right now if they really like that
Now nigga needing hoe get 'em in the hole,
The fo fo is big and all that shit, protect the heart of you, both it

You check ya gun 'cause you so sick
If the leave you with no dick
[Incomprehensible] holdin' your
At six of you and a couple more of you bitches
And I miss 'cause I'm focused

Ain't a thang change, I still keep that thang
up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games until get hurt
a damn thang change, I still keep that thang
Right up under my shirt when I pull away, hang and
it all fun and games until somebody get hurt

When you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you catch me first
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me

So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better catch me
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better me first

Boy, you might loud, act real but they don't really want this here
Pussy niggas, better act right, lay low, we know your family live
Trust me, you don't me up in your grill
a ski mask on, duct taping your kids
You can pray all you want but I don't

You should have been nothing but what you did what you did
I ain't gotta spell it out, pimp, you what it is
Where your gangsta, your real man? You know it is
Plus I got a hundred with me dressed in black
Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back, half got k's, got mags

Bring 'em out, bring 'em out, 'em where they at
We can do them right here, we can catch in a trap
Run up on this nigga, put a in his hat
Put his on the dash in the stalks
He has some dumb more with him and tell them to hold that

Lights out, no hasta manana, asta la vista, sara
Y tu, no tomorrow, no remorse and no
And the one of y'all, niggas, try me like that
I swear to God, man, Im really snap

a damn thang change, I still keep that thang
Right up under my shirt, better tell them I playin'
it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep thang
Right up under my when I pull away, hang and bang
'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get

you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you catch me first

So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you catch me first
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better me first

Right now [Incomprehensible] a nigga beg please
When a bullet goes by probably feel a breeze, drop to yo knees
I can see the big barrel of the flip
Double grip handle to squeeze
I keep a lit off for the niggas who talk shit

When I go to Jacob and I cop that
If he tried to see me Ima cop that
And Ima pop that thang and the gonna stay
The nigga 'bout to set the trunk me
For the most part, nigga, stuck with me

I'd tell you if you was really smart and you knew better
People probably tell ya, Don't with me
if you want, muthafucka, you can catch it
The smile on my face if I got a rachet
Ah, pop off, police, pull me over, I got a compartment

If I gotta stash it, must I just remind ya, niggas I come through?
Know that I am a ya, niggas
Take two bust so shots, come now I'll probably blind y'all, niggas
Now okay, go, see you don't really wanna feel moshpit blow
Crap up a then I cap up a nigga
When I finish then we'll it into an ob search, yo

Look, and you better observe, yo,
You listening from the bullet the glock burst slow
Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a and had your body leanin
Lookin' like a past four
Stay better, checkin' for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt
I don't play bitch, if you need to go the other way
You I got it under way, sir

Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep thang
Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't
Because it's all fun and games until somebody get
Ain't a damn change, I still keep that thang
Right up under my when I pull away, hang and bang
'Cause it all fun and games until get hurt

you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you catch me first
So you get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt
Boy, you better catch me

So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better catch me
So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the
Boy, you better catch me