Luyện nghe bài hát Flatline

[Intro, Hook: each line x4]
Let's his ass up!!!
We his ass up!!!
Now the ambulance!!!
Flatline!!!

1:]
.44 ducked off in my chevy fuck his ass up
And if a hata buck let's fuck ass up
I'm skied-masked up whateva is whateva'
I'm watchin' niggas mixin' fruits and goose togetha'
I keep that beretta I call dat bitch my heater
And if you play me close just like a bitch man ski cha'
Dem twins will meet cha' can greet cha' like a feature
And change up all ya features call da Red to treat cha'
The club is off a meters the they doin' they dance
Security betta em' or we gone throw dem hands
Now A-Town dat ass watch me bow his ass up
(Aye back up!!!!) call the and now you fucked
Ready to yo ass up and take you on the stretcher
We fucked his ass up I hope dat God Ya
Yo team ain't to help ya do want it wit us
I told you that we gangstas let his ass up

2:]
(Flatine!!) his he (Flatline!!!) Lil' Shawty dead
(Flatine!!) he bust a move (Flatline!!) we his dreads
(Flatline!!!) 4 to ya dome (Flatline!!) I cha' wig
Imma grown ass man I play wit fuckin' kids
These niggas swear they hard these hoes think bad
But when it comes to they all act like drags
Sissies punks and yo life is slippin' fast
I hope you go to heaven Tupac gone yo ass
I think you to breathe I'm cold so niggas chill
Smoke you a blunt a go try to get a deal
Niggas forreal Big Oomp we tote the steel
DJ Unk off in the Lac ready to yo cap back forreal