Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Bogish

X 4
We bogus and mafia!
Say

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

Black?]
It's a motherfuckin up
your shit up
Three 6 finna tear the club up
Crucial Conflict, click I with
Better get a bitch, war and gun up
Gimme that money, shit funny
with a motherfuckin nigga from down south
Nigga think I'm ?tray? hoe I ?tray?
Find gun in your motherfuckin mouth, test me baby
If you think I'm playin, test me baby
If you what I'm sayin
Got a couple niggas over here prayin
Got a motherfuckin niggas over here layin
Face down in the ground hopin dead live
You ain't Mafia, you don't the deal
Memphis to the fullest and I got my gat
But it ain't you from 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 I have lived before
Paid to do my same
Hopin I get dropped 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 claks and suits
Lizard boots, a or two
How you move to the blue, how you us crew
Fool, be cool what's cool, you you lose
Me and my down south rule
Fuck the other nigga, we pay too

J]
This goes out to all my
Flippin cheese and countin
Put your boy up in the
Knowin I wanna be down ya
Memphis niggas, Chi-Town
Clicked up like killas
Never focused, always
Blunts and is all we totin
Constantly rollin, rollin
Tight on white but I'm smokin
Every corner postin
Eyes are red from we chokin
All your hoes they kisses
Pay attention to our
Flict, Nino, and the
We tear the club up and bitches

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

X 4

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

Smile for the bullhorn the to run
Gun got me so hit em son
We the one young gun
Hold em up or em up son no love for none
Run up and get punk
Hit em up straight bucked
When it dump it come bullet'll ya junk
It's on fool pull the move
And soon lose ya like
In the middle make a of ya
Ruin ya nigga choose and get ya crushed
Huh? ya nuts son?
I got straight Chicago
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 who the boss, pack it up
Ya lost, say

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