Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Betta Know It

Ho, got it fucked up for real
Supa in my bandanna
got my covered
me roll this quarter ounce blunt,
and waste nothin'
bitch i know you me
but you say nothin'
me and my AK
since you wanna somethin'
I pay for shit
but i will the hit
pull the out
and the pin out
and make 'em
compare me to them coward niggas
you beefin' with
out there swimmin' in water
we gon' see how it gets
we drive by
we get out and by
in the street
yellow tape, white lines
came to far to let em it
right now i'm for it
realist in this rap shit
bitch you better it

I just you better know it
you know it (x8)

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A problem, i just me
should be ridiculous,
niggas for this versache
i hit the lights
hit the gas
watch me up my stash
i in, get my strap
yeah, then put on my
got a face full of
still you aint no
die right here on this block
this no cartoon
put bulletholes all in ya
let you pick the
on where to let a
ya ass
Chopper cut ya
hit his leg till it out
let him he made it
then ya knock his life out
money bitch
go to jail, i'm right out
stop and see my
then i'm on the flight out

I just you better know it
you better it (x17)