Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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

Yo, I'm nigga who you wanna be (who)
Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, only pop stars
bitches
Tounge the pussy
If I for a bitch, let me fall dont push me
Hatin ass nigga dont hafta sides
'cause outta look at my cause he dont dick ride
Yo niggas aint cool wit Bonic, fear me
And talk to the song so they bitch hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me find out niggas
Hot, yo the best us that 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 break ya neck
This week alone nigga I already ate ya
Let my check book determine if I'm playin in
you niggas Boo it's cool
Cause your my name

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

[Mr.]
The cops wanna see my C-L 6,
They frisk me
And young with this dough I get they twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you 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 things, I flip quicker,
Niggas wanna cause Boobonic and Mr
are big brothers and fuckin they little sisters
I hear Wanted this (and)
Most Wanted (uh huh)
Mr. dead broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. with this gun on my lap
And all that frontin for ya will get ya one in ya back
Aint my fault my dough come fast and slower
You ass out like winnin a used to go
And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine
See red when I ya head like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga hand me a price
I catch a bullet for em like my at the rice
Spit last round at a gunfall
A kill you the listener if you for em
Die for the thats my dog forever
Hoes be like damn why 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
Tell you to take I'll swing and hit for you
Get stitched up, come and spit for you
Bring hot heads that make the for you
Ride for you till our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for you? 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, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
You know.. niggas dont want it man anybody move
I'm tellin you one I'm ghetto. .no holster
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
You niggas dont want no man
I'm routing for shit for real
Fuck you niggas man.. I bitchs, money, and travelin
And you niggas didnt that.. you know
you niggas didnt experience man
Y'all dont know what is man
money is when your bank is the banks amount muthafucker
You niggas have stash's.. I stash money.. nigga
You dont none I'm a gangsta
Man I'll over y'all corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and shoot