Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Fuck Wit U

Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, gangsta, weak perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz

Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz

I grab my swatter, I swat this bug, he laid to
Fuckin' T R I P L E S I X
Niggaz be but in the end I like fuck 'em up
In the beginnin' they could've survived but had no nuts

Bitch, you graduated from, I said a school of hoe-in
in yo face, off in the streets ain't nothin' but hoe is showin'
Too fuckin' light, too fuckin' light to try to
Stick you with knives, shoot you with nines and take yo

Yea, we know you niggaz are fuckin' scared 'cuz we don't around
Never wanna 'cuz Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground
People say you buck but we all know just that liquor bro
Niggaz swear you hype but all hyper is from hittin' that snow

If a call me then I'm gonna pack my yawks and roll
Ride down on yo and close up shop and leave yo body cold
Foo, this no game so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill
High and dissin' in yo rappin' just might get ya killed

They fuck wit u like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to
You got no ends, now you got no
Now time to get the strap and go and do they ass in

They don't fuck wit u like ya fucked them
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now time to get the strap and go and do they ass in

Whachu doin' 'round her', my nigga I get ya
Fresh outta jail-ie, my on bailin', so I split ya
Head to the meet-ie, give to the needy so the rest
No understandin', projects the greedy, ya could be

I'm robbin' with of the face of a [unverified]
No hesitatin', I come out buckin', so the nine
Off in east Memphis transactin' bizness, I you straight
I'm buckin' you fakers who got cheese, the ones I hate

Could it be me, could it be somethin' in the air?
I'm seein' niggaz, niggaz bodies flyin' everywhere
You wanna know if the is mackin' or a fuckin' player
I'm all of you muthafuckas in my fuckin' prayers

Everywhere that I go I'm gettin' all these evil
I'm of all of these hatin' muthafuckas in my hair
All in my bizness, God is my witness, I even care
'Cuz all you bitches you get the, hell, yeah

don't fuck wit u like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's time to get the and go and do they ass in

They don't fuck wit u ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's time to get the strap and go and do ass in

Deep, deep in them trenches of Memphis where I'm pimpin'
Da Koopsta da Knicca breakin' mo bitches London got bridges
Send this to you niggas so you besta listen
Touch me and you'll die, see you can burn wit' me in

This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-i for you niggas that've it
Spl-izat iz-ass, will [unverified] off it
Chris mane, shit dump 'em in a ditch
Witness this wicked bit up outta the six riders

My nigga CB he be out here on these bricks again
He kickin' in doors, he lookin' for him some
He kidnappin' so he can make him some money mane
And fuckin' wit' him is like fuckin' wit' somethin'

Ya gotta be tough, nigga ya be rough
ash to ash, nigga, and dust to dust
In gats we trust nigga, it ain't much nigga
'Cuz talkin' to us nigga, we ya up

don't fuck wit u like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's time to get the strap and go and do ass in

They don't wit u like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now it's to get the strap and go and do they ass in

I'm out, snorted out, drunken and I'm blown
I'm smoked out, out, drunken and I'm blown
I'm smoked out, out, drunken and I'm blown
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