Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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

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

Is it the way I live and what I got is what 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 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)

[Mr.]
The cops 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 a bid you gunna miss me
This hate, its too much love cause I'm richer
When I used to push them things, I quicker,
Niggas wanna twist Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and fuckin little sisters
I Most Wanted this (and)
Most that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. with this gun on my lap
And all frontin for ya boys will get ya one in ya back
Aint my fault my come fast and yours slower
You ass out like a used to go lower
And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine
See red when I split ya head like nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga couldn't hand me a
I catch a bullet for em my chain at the rice
Spit every last at a gunfall
A kill you the listener if you for em
Die for the nigga my dog forever
Hoes be damn why y'all always together
Two things thata be have is rich and thats you and another ass bitch

[Mr.]
Boobonic dont feed man I'll shit for you
Tell you to cover I'll swing and hit for you
Get stitched up, come and spit for you
hot heads that make the shit for you
Ride for you homie our bodies hit the soil
die for you? they got it fucked up
Like chicks that need a perm click and touched up
off on the bike and pop the clutch up what

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
You know.. dont want it man anybody move closer
I'm tellin you one thing I'm ghetto. .no
Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
You niggas dont no beef man
I'm routing for shit for real
you niggas man.. I love bitchs, money, and travelin
And you niggas didnt experince that.. you
you niggas didnt that man
Y'all dont what money is man
money is when your account is the banks amount muthafucker
You have stash's.. I stash money.. overseas nigga
You dont want I'm a gangsta
Man I'll over y'all corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and sharp