Luyện nghe bài hát Think Fast

Do shit, ah
(Shit,shit,shit)
Ha, ha, eh, right
(Shit,shit,shit)
(Ha, ha, ha)
Motherfucker, nice
Eh, on

You know bitch baby, he's talking shit about our clique
But he crazy, you see the writing on my dick
You that trick Tracy, yes, she's making me sick
Living that we used to do the same shit

Shit gets drastic some kids need help some need ass kicked
And some would never learn to their own way
Living of their daddy had he not rich
be broker than a joke and forced to switch

You gotta change tune or change your pitch
Life ain't easy man, a bitch
Shit is harder than hard as hard can get
on going where you're headed you's alive to regret it

Yes it hurts, to face the truth and
That the worlds got your in a noose
If things ain't like ought to be you gotta think fast
The aftermath of your actions

Think

is some of that lonely shit

Yo, I know you all tired of these be thugs
Claiming the real be running, grabbing the
Thinking they're to peel somebody's cap
My niggas cap roaming the streets with cats
Chrome straps on brew
Ready to react of any nigga see that nigga could be me
Capital ICE got a motherfucking 357, to put eleven in their chest
Thinking they could test a real rider the West

Haa I roll flossin' me and my girlfriend Nina
And the been good to me
But got to take precautions
Brothers get what they expect it or neglect it
You'll never catch the dirty in the streets protection
Nowadays you got to shit
Haters on some bullshit jumpin' out of
And low lows with a clip
If your tool spits the spot or get your duck on
'Cause if you press your luck on, stupid is you're stuck on

fast

That Shelia got a daughter
She be clubbing every
Sheila had her daughter still that just ain't right
Plus she the white horse
She to ride my pony
If I hit it now, I'd it
'Cause Sheila's too bony

She can you
Four, three, two

speed released the lions
I'm not I'm not sober
I'm still hiding the truth
With a hundred proof
A fuck up, it
One of L.A.'s youth
Label me as an enemy of the star
For your protection and the tension
My family's not too happy the trouble that I've caused

See we be the law
Smoking on non menthols thinking
So I'm for any all out brawls
And ya, get your hustle on
Ballers and get your tight
House parties get up
And turned up midnight
Drivebys and fistfights, zig zag and crack
There's a fifty chance
Thats the night be last night

Think