Luyện nghe bài hát Walk Up 2 Yo House

Yeah you stand the third
Right beside the one the gate

I'm gonna over there and knock on his door

Nigga this is the party
Nigga we got your tests
You hoe

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Walk up to your
Knock on door
And your ass off

(Juicy J)
Late night lyin' in the bed
red
Thinkin' should I get these
Thinkin' get these hoes
Thinkin' I but they head
Should a nigga a hit
Or grab my pistol grip and take care my
Cause don't know who they fuckin' with
Call my nigga Project Pat I know he got my back
Fruck writin'
This is real shit not a
Camouflage in the for the ones who act hard
The devil on my side
The side I'm God
Why do niggas talk
Never tryin' to together
Murder in the city
Make you feel better
So I walk in a pace
Thinkin' of a case to get a bitch
Chrome to fuckin' face
an't no game nigga
My is on the trigger
time is runnin' out
My say I gotta get em'
Is there a way a nigga can escapre from hell
I fuck em' up the mosberg buckshell

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(Gangsta Boo)
Once I up to your door
I'm all you bitches know
blank range to your skull
No in me hoe
Once I get that
That plan in my head is to get
Sittin' back motzerella cheese
the picture
What's up, do you wanna
And against this lady
This lady stayin'
I'm talkin' bout'
Comin' the NAZI
Kickin' in the for your shit
Never ever
about my profits bitch
I don't a fuck about
What you the police know
They don't know me
All them is Jane Doe
Comin' to your
So beware of this gangsta
Enough has said
Got you so I'm endin' this

(Koopsta Knicca)
See I built me a two story house up on a rock
I done slept in the
And my clothes a clock get my pocket full nalvy
Bitch, my head and sense
I got that wide world in my hand
Spin ten as a trill rock
Still for bill
to kill motherfucker
Koopsta ill
Still (??) in my face and best not say shit
I'm yelling quick, quick, quick, quick, quick,
Quick, quick , quick hold all my
blastin' bitch dip into a crystal rub
That tough I've been seen his face, face nigga
Fest for he wishes than just
In my pit the deadlock on bitch and I'm peekin' now
Them niggas all over the whole ceilin'

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(Lord Infamous)
Checkin' us out while tap on the
Kickin' them down hit the
Innocent victims are shuttin' door
Leavin' all drippin' in war
Run in the hallways in the room
Soakin' them bloody pools
Check for the posse they hidden up poped
With a pillow uder their tools
Will it be a bulet behind ear
Don' want no
No tears, cords
I took out wall
No one could stop all the terror in
From the five five slut doggin' alcoholic man
Enchanted door kickin' evil
Lord Infamous
Nigas what I do not
recognize the ultimate to you into
With kona kula draggin' dead bodies in back of my grey
Chevrolet on the way to send her
With a in a bouqet

(DJ Paul)
I can't stop
I on loading my gun
I can't be seein' stopa
Till I fill and I
Cause I ain't no
head com
Fool happy
Flag on my
So no identityl they
enemies me and a
Six double double six bitch ya
to face with the forty bitch
One (??) a fast comes tryin' to scare to the hoe
Forty four in the being your life sayin'
I'ma suckin' let this go
It no dead line
Cause they don't love but plenty
When I at you hoe
I'ma this mask up off my face
We gonna ring the door bell
a couple of knocks
who it be presence your
Fuckin' heart heart stop
we gone

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