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
wanna hatin and shit (everybody get down)
Theres a lot of money out here, getcha on it
Uh uh, Wanted

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

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

[Mr.]
The cops don't see my C-L 6,
They wanna me
And young with this I get they wanna twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you kiss me
But dead or me doin a bid you miss me
This aint hate, its too much love cause I'm
When I used to push them things, I quicker,
Niggas wanna cause Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and they little sisters
I hear Wanted this (and)
Wanted that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. dead (what else)
Mr. rap
Mr. home 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 winnin a used to go lower
And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine
See red when I split ya like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga couldn't me a price
I catch a bullet for em like my 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 thata never be have is rich and thats you and another ass bitch

[Mr.]
Boobonic dont feed man talk 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 till our bodies hit the
Won't die for they got it fucked up
Like chicks that need a perm they and touched up
Peel off on the and pop the clutch up what

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
You know.. niggas dont want it man anybody move
I'm tellin you one thing I'm ghetto. .no
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
You dont want no beef man
I'm for that 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 know what money is man
money is your bank account is the banks amount muthafucker
You niggas 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 shoot