Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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Yo, body get down
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just doin what we've doin (yeah)
Ya know?, us
Niggas wanna hatin and (everybody get down)
a lot of money out here, getcha hands on it
Uh uh, Wanted

Yo, I'm that nigga who you be (who)
Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, only fuck pop
bitches
Tounge the pussy
If I fall for a bitch, let me fall dont me
Hatin ass nigga dont hafta slick
'cause outta look at my chain cause he dont ride
Yo niggas cool wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And to the song so they bitch dont hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me find out jealous
Hot, yo the best told us we can get you jealous
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the shit you so why test us
Dont bother me that shit'a break ya
week alone nigga I already ate ya check
Let my check determine if I'm playin in vein
When you Boo it's cool
your sayin my name

Is it the way I and what I got is what your tryin to get
Do I look so that you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)
Is it the way I live and what I got is what your to get
Do I look so good that you know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)

[Mr.]
The don't wanna see my C-L 6,
wanna frisk me
And with this dough I get they wanna twist me
You Mr., hi oh now you wanna kiss me
But dead or me doin a bid you gunna me
This aint hate, its too much love cause I'm
When I used to them things, I flip quicker,
Niggas wanna twist cause and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and fuckin little sisters
I hear Most this (and)
Wanted that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. dead (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home this gun on my lap
And all that frontin for ya will get ya one in ya back
my fault my dough come fast and yours slower
You ass out like winnin a to go lower
And I'm next to the and the cocaine grower
See red when I ya head like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga couldn't hand me a
I catch a bullet for em like my at the rice
Spit every last round at a
A you the listener if you come for em
Die for the thats my dog forever
Hoes be damn why y'all always together
Two things thata never be have is and thats you and another ass bitch

[Mr.]
Boobonic dont feed man talk shit for you
you to take cover I'll swing and hit for you
Get stitched up, back and spit for you
Bring hot heads make the shit for you
Ride for you homie till our hit the soil
Won't die for you? they got it up
Like chicks need a perm they click and touched up
Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
You know.. niggas dont it man anybody move closer
I'm you one thing I'm ghetto. .no holster
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You dont want no beef man
I'm for that shit for real
Fuck you niggas man.. I love bitchs, money, and
And you niggas didnt experince that.. you
you niggas didnt that man
Y'all dont know what is man
money is when your bank is the banks amount muthafucker
You have stash's.. I stash money.. overseas nigga
You dont want none I'm a
Man I'll over y'all corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and sharp