Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Lunatic

Oh shit, on my man's dick
Heard he had a twelve now the bitch is lovesick
Who's to blame, the guy or the
I was down with DU, now she wants to do me

Ooh wee, this is the
New bitch every night, never off a wife
It ain't right but it's cool how they come
Don't try to with the lip 'cause I run shit

Hip hip, for the AK
when I lay competition, what a great day
Make pay, is the wet sex
Hexed the vex now they wreck with the complex

I'm set, wonder I tote, check
Bloody as a coat check, motherfuckers necks
Revenge so sweet it comes from
Niggaz get done with the drum, my foes run

Nigga keeps comin' when they can't
Full of that shit, another hit from Lunatic

Yeah, fuck that God, up
niggaz out the motherfuckin' frame yaknahmsayin'?
Constantly, that trick, we ain't havin' it

me the fuck alone, you gets none of this
It's suicidal, you lose title like Douglas
I'm nothin' nice and, I'm icin' like Tyson
I'm grippin' the mic and, my DJ is

I'm of motherfuckers steppin' to me
With the same old tryin' to do me Nintendo
How the fuck you I ever got this far?
By bootin' like a shootin' star

'Cause I'm out to that I'm a dope MC
Think had you fiendin', wait'll they get a load of me
on my dick, like a motherfuckin 'conda
Niggaz wanna flip, let 'em step, and bomb em

See somethin' you want, why don't you and get it?
And then get and taxed, like the government
Then I leave you sittin' there, where your money went
While your bitch is callin' me, me to come again

Nigga, I'm loc'ed, when I smoke the indoor
But we can be friends though after you get like a window
That's what you provoked, and now smoked out
like a bitch 'cause your whole fuckin' posse, broke out

Punk couldn't roll on
He couldn't hold on, is too strong, nigga
Leave me the fuck alone, you none of this
the wrath and revenge of Tha' Lunatic

Yeah Tu', them motherfuckers, word up
We ain't havin' it, none of that
Bitch ass niggaz, niggaz can't with us Tu', word up
Ninety one, we takin' this whole motherfucker

got problems in ninety one
Ninety two and three
And all other shit, word up

Recognize game when it smacks bitch, I'm back to rip
Puttin' this on the map with mackin' shit
Time tell if it's made well
Well, I raise and excel 'cause it pays well

Jordan couldn't dunk it any harder, it any farther
I'm funky, word to the father
Act like you know 'fore I thump the
Thought you was a pimp, now simpin' for my solo

Oh no, not new jack, swearin' that he's ruthless
Ducked, and now he's fucked and toothless
I can hear the in your flow, you ain't prepared
You're scared and bound to go

It's somethin', I guess I let the beat keep
Stop trippin' off niggaz 'cause they ain't about nuttin'
Or should I say
Punk put my tape in, fuck all the

I'm sick of the
Come and get ready to rip
Or get the dick of Lunatic

Ah yeah, that
(The lunatic)
You know what I'm Yes, Tu'

Tell them niggaz time it is knahmsayin'?
(Punk motherfuckers, get the of the lunatic)
Niggaz can't fuck with us, word up bitch ass niggaz, 'em

Fuck all them
I'm tellin' these niggaz that they ain't got naythin' on a nigga me
We these punk motherfuckers in ninety one
two ninety three and so on
So let the float on

While I spray these punk with these dope ass lyrics
Thanks to Poppa for the dank
Now money in the bank and all y'all niggaz shit stank
Compared to shit

y'all punk bitches, Tha' Lunatic
Fuck y'all punk bitches, Tha'
y'all punk bitches, Tha' Lunatic
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