Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Cha Friend

Yeah, ya'll thought that shit wouldn't gon' work in ya
Yeah, for the of sin is death
For the gift of God is eternal life through Christ our Lord
Roman nigga, read it and weep, biatch

Hit a man up in my door, so I grab my 44
Now bustas on the floor, covered up by pillows, oh no
I'm for them trizicks tryin' to put a group up in they clizick
I'm up quick
I'm takin' no bustin' these caps off in these bitches
So why you wanna mess with
So why you wanna take off this

Fool, I'm bad to the bone, jone, tech [unverified] fatality
You'll be fled, I'll be when I make you hit that grass
I ain't showin' no mercy, goddamn it, I'm that ass
I'm havin' of flesh [unverified] like that roozer tech
That mess in my head, if the constantly this evil shit
You hear laughin', who's that in the window gaspin'
Now if you me tell me whose that creepin' for your head

goes out to all of you suckas
Includin' you crossers, you bustas
shit is so fucked up, I can't even trust ya
This lady is tried of you
I'm so hard, it's like, oh my God
Gangsta Boo is the mic all apart
If your ass wasn't so full of that
Never you have tasted me from the start
I'm trying to tell you hoe, let me tell you
You ain't my fuckin'

Prophet Entertainment member as Boo
Had to tell ass time and time again
Ride with my click, bitch 6
Is all I need, my weed and the N I N E
To keep you hoes off of me
Come into my face with pimpin' ass shit
Watch you see this gangsta bitch get
You friendly ass I scratch off my list
I don't need you, don't want you

Friends like in these hoes, keep on talkin' that shit
Actin' like they bad as fuck but they ain' really talkin' 'bout
Keep on dissin' this click and we gon' one of you tricks
Put your body in a ditch or dig a grave for shit
you ask who like it, Crunchy Blac did it bitch
Keep on talkin' all that noise and I'ma get big like big

I have to these niggas time and time again
Bitch, I your fuckin' friend
do your ass in

I have to tell these niggas time and time
Bitch, I your fuckin' friend
I'll do ass in

I have to tell these niggas time and time
Bitch, I ain't your fuckin'
I'll do ass in

I have to tell niggas time and time again
Bitch, I your fuckin' friend
I'll do ass in

Smiles can be deceivin' even if it's your
And hoes that know we can't be even
Should not believe in, too one of them slip, it's my foes
You already got my glock to the back of your
Prayers already said, done consider dead
Your family and friends be sayin' that I crossed you out

But nigga you was from the beginning
So I had to you out, friend I'm no more, I kill all you foes
Step in my trunk and I it to a stroll back
The release and leave your chest with holes
All in the club with buck ass tube and pot
It's kind of hard, you can't us
And you can't join us 'cuz we ain't gonna if you don't stop

Some of the astronomical bends
that of my mystical dreams of the many scenes
Mighty, manipulative, mercilous, murderers
Sit back in dangerous, and strippin' and critical injury
Misery, seriously to the tremory
Tragedy, agony, infamy, agony mentality
Assassatain my voodoo
If you don't want to be fried, put on a feary

Lord takn' no prisoners
the begging, pleading, and the cries
Your reservation revaluation a nation
Has be
I can look in your eyes and tell that is fear
From the burning of each of your lies

Flights of headlights, black and limos
Another negro startin' to
From his casket the Scarecrow shall place a bloody black
Who knows that that goes behind closed doors
corpses froze in six foot holes
Wicked throws, flows and torturing of foes

I have to tell these time and time again
Bitch, I ain't your friend
do your ass in

I have to tell these time and time again
Bitch, I your fuckin' friend
I'll do ass in

I have to tell these niggas time and time
Bitch, I ain't your fuckin'
I'll do ass in

I have to tell these niggas time and again
Bitch, I your fuckin' friend
do your ass in

Yeah, I ain't ya friend
You do your ass in
Three 6 Mafia comin' at your ass for the 9-7
Yeah, watch your niggas
You who you are motherfucker
That brown shit would