Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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Yo, every get down
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just doin what we've been (yeah)
Ya know?, us
wanna hatin and shit (everybody get down)
Theres a lot of money out here, hands on it
Uh uh, Wanted

Yo, I'm that who you wanna be (who)
Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, only pop stars
Radikal
Tounge the pussy
If I fall for a bitch, let me fall push me
Hatin ass nigga hafta slick sides
'cause outta look at my chain cause he dont dick
Yo aint cool wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And talk to the song so they bitch dont me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me find out jealous
Hot, yo the best us that we can get you jealous
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the shit you so why test us
Dont bother me that shit'a ya neck
This week alone I already ate ya check
Let my book determine if I'm playin in vein
When you niggas Boo cool
Cause your my name

Is it the way I live and what I got is what your to get
Do I look so good that you dont know what to
(money, money, money, money, money)
Is it the way I live and I got is what your tryin to get
Do I look so good that you dont know to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)

[Mr.]
The cops wanna see my C-L 6,
They frisk me
And young with this dough I get they twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you kiss me
But dead or me doin a bid you gunna me
This hate, its too much love cause I'm richer
When I used to push things, I flip quicker,
Niggas twist cause Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big and fuckin they little sisters
I hear Wanted this (and)
Most that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. with this gun on my lap
And all that for ya boys will get ya one in ya back
Aint my my dough come fast and yours slower
You ass out like winnin a used to go
And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine
See red when I split ya like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga couldn't hand me a
I a bullet for em like my chain at the rice
Spit last round at a gunfall
A kill you the if you come for em
Die for the thats my dog forever
Hoes be like why y'all always together
Two things thata never be have is rich and thats you and another ass

[Mr.]
Boobonic dont feed man I'll talk for you
you to take cover I'll swing and hit for you
Get up, come back and spit for you
hot heads that make the shit for you
Ride for you till our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for you? they got it up
Like chicks that a perm they click and touched up
off on the bike and pop the clutch up what

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You know.. niggas dont want it man move closer
I'm you one thing I'm ghetto. .no holster
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You niggas dont no beef man
I'm routing for that for real
Fuck you man.. I love bitchs, money, and travelin
And you niggas experince that.. you know
you niggas didnt that man
Y'all know what money is man
money is when your account is the banks amount muthafucker
You niggas have stash's.. I money.. overseas nigga
You dont none I'm a gangsta
Man I'll over y'all corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and sharp