Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Bogish

X 4
We bogus and mafia!
Say

Stand tall when shit jump off
Better back down
Got a wild wolf attack
We'll snatch em, crack em
and smack em
Run from the gun finna have you
Spin em around to drown em
Missin arm leg leg arm head found em stankin
he wasn't ready for the wild gankin
Blindfold execution
straight lunatic bucked
Cook County bounty better be audi
Bangers anger, step into my chamber
Oh I'm hang ya, rodeo ranglers
Ride, coast west coast
In the middle, down south, 2
Minds with the Conflict bumpin
Your trunk and we steady

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

X 4

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

J]
This goes out to all my
Flippin and countin figures
Put your boy up in the
Knowin I wanna be with ya
Memphis niggas, niggas
Clicked up like notorious
Never focused, bogus
Blunts and guns is all we
Constantly rollin, rollin
Tight on white but weed I'm
Every corner postin
Eyes are red from we chokin
All your hoes blowin kisses
Pay to our pimpin
Flict, Nino, and the
We the club up thugs and bitches

Bone solid! 'cause papa was a stone
Gotta get em on and on but in the terror zone
Havin visions of my posse ridin
Dippin in my
Never slippin, slidin, canivin
Bogus nigga hopeful
Got mossberg
Send the word,
Not because the mac potent dope
And this overdose,
We gon rush and drain your
a Conflict in the ghetto
And we livin in times

X 4

[Lord
is frozen, not frozen and cold
We the terrorists, we have entered this city Chicago
Cruical the Conflict the streets is
Now you niggas know you can't (..?..)
let this mob take off
Won't until I knock it off
The left fill it up till it wet and
like muggin my type busta
Come get up in the middle of an inner riddle
fill a figure up, and not just a little
Feel my force, of course hoarse
From the rusty point of Scarecrow's
Stabbin up the ?vouches?
Infamous shock absorbin
I'm squishin like project
'cause we be the niggas 2 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 for none
Run up and get done
Hit em up straight bucked
it dump it come bullet'll thump ya junk
It's on fool pull the wrong
And soon lose ya Lucifer
In the middle a fool of ya
Ruin ya nigga and get abused ya crushed
Where ya nuts son?
I got Chicago straight
98 shit up on John Doe
In the roll no flow at all
to coast close to crawl
Bump em all, put em in
'cause ya walk or walk
If ya know who the boss, it up
Ya lost, say

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