Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Bogish

X 4
We bogus and mafia!
Say

Stand tall when this jump off
Better back back
Got a wild wolf pack
We'll body em, crack em
and smack em
Run from the gun finna have you
Spin em ready to drown em
Missin arm leg leg arm head they em stankin
'cause he wasn't for the wild gankin
Blindfold execution
straight lunatic bucked
Cook bounty rowdy better be audi
fulla anger, step into my chamber
Oh I'm finna hang ya, ranglers
Ride, east coast west
In the middle, south, 2 bogus
Hypnotized Minds the Conflict bumpin
Your and we steady dumpin

[Crunchy
It's a motherfuckin up
your shit up
Three 6 finna tear the motherfuckin up
Crucial Conflict, I roll with
Better get a bitch, war and gun up
Gimme that money, ain't shit
Fuckin with a motherfuckin nigga from down
Nigga think I'm ?tray? hoe I ?tray?
Find this gun in your motherfuckin mouth, me baby
If you think I'm playin, proof me baby
If you know I'm sayin
Got a couple motherfuckin niggas here prayin
Got a couple motherfuckin niggas over here
Face down in the ground hopin they live
You Mafia, you don't know the deal
Representin Memphis to the and I got my gat
But it ain't where you it's where you at
I'm in the golden,

X 4

Well if city's hardest
Man have you seen the lives I feel that I have before
Paid to do my life
Hopin I don't get bogus for nothin I do
Hay like them playas back in the 50's, it's a new
We in the too
We could get clink and thousand suits
Lizard boots, a or two
How you move to the blue, how you us crew
Fool, be cool cool, you snooze you lose
Me and my south niggas rule
the other nigga, we pay dues too

J]
This out to all my niggas
Flippin cheese and figures
Put boy up in the picture
Knowin I wanna be down ya
Memphis niggas, niggas
Clicked up like killas
Never focused, always
Blunts and is all we totin
Constantly rollin, rollin
Tight on but weed I'm smokin
corner playas postin
Eyes are red from we chokin
All your hoes blowin kisses
Pay to our pimpin
Flict, Nino, and the
We tear the up thugs and bitches

Bone solid! 'cause was a rolling stone
Gotta get em on and it's on but in the terror
Havin visions of my posse ridin
Dippin in my
Never slippin, just slidin,
bogus nigga hopeful
Got mossberg
the word, Kilo
Not because the mac spittin potent
And this overdose,
We gon rush and your mind
a Conflict in the ghetto
And we livin in crucial

X 4

[Lord
Scarecrow is frozen, not and cold
We the cold terrorists, we have entered this Chicago
Cruical the Conflict the Memphis is
Now you niggas you can't break (..?..)
I'ma let mob take off
Won't stop until I it off
The left it up till it wet and erupt
Erupt like my type busta
Come get up in the middle of an city riddle
Wanna a figure up, and not just a little
Feel my force, of you're hoarse
the rusty point of Scarecrow's sickle
Stabbin up the ?vouches?
Lord Infamous shock
I'm like project roaches
'cause we be the 2 bogus 2 bogus

Smile for the the alarm to run
Gun got me so hit em son
We the one young gun
Hold em up or fold em up son no love for
Run up and get done
Hit em up jump bucked
When it dump it come bullet'll thump ya
on fool pull the wrong move
And soon lose ya like
In the middle make a of ya
Ruin ya nigga choose and get ya crushed
Huh? Where ya son?
I got Chicago Chicago
98 shit figured up on Doe
In the no flow peepin at all
Close to coast to crawl
em all, put em in shock
'cause ya can't or walk
If ya who the boss, pack it up
Ya lost, say

(till fade)