Luyện nghe bài hát Radikal

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

Yo, I'm nigga who you wanna be (who)
Not ch'all, deal, hot cars, only fuck pop stars
Radikal
Tounge the pussy
If I fall for a bitch, let me fall dont me
ass nigga dont hafta slick sides
'cause look at my chain cause he dont dick ride
Yo niggas cool wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And talk to the song so they dont hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me out niggas jealous
Hot, yo the best told us we can get you jealous
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the you know so why test us
Dont me that shit'a break ya neck
This week nigga I already ate ya check
Let my check determine if I'm playin in vein
When you 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 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 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 young with this I get they wanna twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you kiss me
But dead or me a bid you gunna miss me
This aint hate, its too much cause I'm richer
When I used to push things, I flip quicker,
Niggas wanna twist 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
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 yours
You ass out like winnin a to go lower
And I'm to the boat and the cocaine grower
See red I split ya head like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

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

[Mr.]
Boobonic dont feed man I'll talk for you
Tell you to take 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 our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for you? they got it up
chicks that need a perm they click and touched up
Peel off on the bike and pop the up what

Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You know.. niggas dont want it man anybody move
I'm tellin you one I'm ghetto. .no holster
Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
You dont want no beef man
I'm routing for shit for real
Fuck you man.. I love 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 when bank account is the banks amount muthafucker
You niggas stash's.. I stash money.. overseas nigga
You dont none I'm a gangsta
Man I'll take over y'all dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and shoot