Luyện nghe bài hát We Comin' Through

now
Be

All my niggas, one two
up an', come through
I got shit for all of you to out and
(Dumb to)
and bust your gun too
to run to
This shit is the
So run jewels and your ones too
Hey my
(What? What?)

I like your strut
Bounce and your ass out
Make it and close shut
me bust a whole nut
Right your whole butt
Slice you down with the
Just you was a cold cut
(Oh fuck)

Now watch me dig all in your gut
Stuff it a roast duck
Fuckin' packin' a
(What? What?)
What you slapping the shit up out ya
Flipmode, we them
And I'ma always ya
See how we rollers
Smokin' till we high

Niggas on the
the streets in the nights roamin'
Now see how we got you
My niggas hold post
Bitches if your ridin' me
see who rocks the most

All my
(What? What?)
We through
(What? What?)
for my niggas and my bitches too
(What? What?)
Back and bust gun too
to run to
Black out in the
Until no club to come to

All my
(What? What?)
We comin'
(What? What?)
Reppin' for my bitches and my too
(What? What?)
Bounce and your ass out
Break fool and out
Hit you with shit
That make all y'all just pass out

Know I keep that hot
Fuck up block shit
Have y'all stupid
On some straight your glock shit
Every we drop shit
There's no way to shit
y'all niggas ass
Then to sit back and pop shit

Yo we bout to y'all
Deface the y'all
With shit feel just like
A fuckin' foot in face y'all
Is you me?
(Hell yeah)
Before I hit
Flipmode be the
That will be to split y'all

We never quit y'all
We permit y'all
Whack niggas to come
Like be the shit y'all
(Fuck that)
you know we blaze
And we wreck
Put it for live niggas
we watch the next fly

All my niggas through
Before we you
This shit so
I don't no need to gash you
We will calm down
We put the bombs down
Rep for all my
And we put the arms down
(Yeah you we keep it comin')

Yo is good for nothin', ay yo
Hot to with shit that always keep you jumpin'
And rush the hall
Until all ass fall
I make you other corny
Get off the wall
And then we bless
With the currently y'all

And hit y'all with flavor
Nothing less than the y'all
Now we see how we got you
My hold your post
All my wylin' with me
Let's see who the most

All my
(What? What?)
We through
(What? What?)
for my niggas and my bitches too
(What? What?)
Back and bust gun too
to run to
Black out in the
Until no club to come to

All my
(What? What?)
We through
(What? What?)
Reppin' for my and my niggas too
(What? What?)
Bounce and shake ass out
Break and black out
Hit you with some
That will make all y'all just out