Luyện nghe bài hát You Scared

Black-Ty, Banner, Lil Scrappy
Down South you scared of, NIGGA WHAT!!

As as I walked in the club
I start for a girl who suck dick like she made it up
I know you out there
Baby don't keep it to yourself,
To all the let me see ya
it like it's hot and make me a believer
I know, there's a lot of freaks in the Dirty Dirty
Muh'fuckers gettin high feelin flirty
Dem Down South boys be the
Dem West Coast be scandalous
Dem Midwest niggaz be
The East Coast boys it big
I leave the club I got my Cadillac on 24's
Sittin outside, chrome-plated from the side
To all you bitch-ass you ain't gutter
I triple-dare you to cross the muh'fucker

You scared, you
You scared you scared (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared motherfucker who (nigga WHAT!)
You scared, you
You motherfucker you scared (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared motherfucker who (nigga WHAT!)

Banner]
(C'mon) You a rapper, full-time fag lover
Should I up threes, throw a rock, every motherfucker
get naked, lay yo' bitch ass on the flo'
But you already dropped up but I want mo'
get it out from yo' ass, laugh with a money bag
And catch a toe tag, ho, ass, nigga!
And ain't no rappers acquitted
Shit you scared don't admit it or catch a slug in yo'
Yea hey, hollow-points cue balls, bank at
Off yo' forehead, still watch it run
Man I'm crunk like white boys sippin Mountain Dew
Coppin Viag', I yo' sister, say no
Cause I jump off in a six-fo' and on a ho
Bitches get on the flo' and yell "There that nigga go!"
And I hunt y'all the truth, I don't give a fuck yo' flag
I ain't gang bang, I just rob you for yo' cash punk, nigga

You scared, you
You scared you scared (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared motherfucker who (nigga WHAT!)

Scrappy]
Ay, ay, ay, Scrap, ay (c'mon)
Yeah I'm posted in the club, on the
I'm in the corner shawty me alone (ohh)
And the keep trippin, he gon' get a ass whippin
I'ma hit him on up the chrome
now it's on, I tried to increase the peace
But hatin ass niggaz done release the beast
Yeah I'm back (yeah I'm back) couldn't a cab
But that don't shawty I won't whup yo' ass
Hang him over my in a torture rack
his stomach see the other fuckin side of the bag
But I don't think you that kind of trouble man
And you don't look like you got a gun in your
You average, I hit you up across yo'
Take yo' girl me cause she a bad bitch
Scream at me Black-Ty, get it
That what - Zone 3

You scared, you
You motherfucker you scared (nigga WHAT!)
Who scared, who
Who scared who scared (nigga WHAT!)

- AHHHH! Black-Ty!
Lil Scrappy, Banner, YEAH!
Frontline Boyz, all that noise!
He playin right