Luyện nghe bài hát 260

Yeah,
Yeah, miraculous the

Yo, kicked down the on the spot, 260
2L, I heard they had O's for
I heard the shit, money drive a Burgundy whip
Keep it low, licenses plates and great plate

Where's the cat from, think he's from New
Pretty Rick did his for him, but he was using him
Power sun, jungle, physical, you the God
He go Tim, the one who called lover of God

Y.E.quality S.Elf, I know the law now
It's time to get the God you and blow like
But on the low I heard he got born sin
Back in a drive-through Kentucky Fried up his ack

We got to get him Dunn, aliens is snatchin' our
U.F.O.'s movin' in with plans than fed, yo
on daddy O's door get the scope
He's not home, he took Ishmael to Park

There go the the dreads yo, swindle two bags of stuff
That get you crashed out had you laid out like
Peace Keana, what's up with girlfriend Wanda
She drive a green Honda with like Jane Fonda

I just her, she took Rashean to Pathmark then
Jetted to canal to get her man Clarks
She said, "Be back in minutes, Ghostface God forbid"
She say, "Peace to W, who's the kids?"

Two hours later, scheamin' like Deniro in
Son better have more coke Al Pacino
Keana ain't tellin' no lies, last she did a Sting and a half
And Tymeek her a aircraft

But anyway, yo, O home, we need the shotties nidow
When we get back, you a bit out
Later that night, mesmerized yo
Go get the green 5, meet you on the corner of

You ready, you got the E and J and The
We goin' upstairs, I one nigga is empty
We walked in both of us like terrorists
Masks on, floor, Dunn yo, I handle this

in the crib, the whole shit looked graphical
Natural, a white bitch, actual
Fiends chantin', "Do thing chef, handle it"
I shot him in the neck, it ricocheted and hit

Ran to the back analyzin', much
Surprise we comin' and their were tranquilized
And buggin', her twin cousins at his nugget, fuck it
Meet Shottie slug body hobby

Where the drugs, where the ounces you be
cats announcin' on the block, you loungin'
Where the at, I ain't got shit, stop frontin'
Yo chef, the joint in his mouth, money'll start stuntin'

Bitch, show bit, before I push your wig back
Chef wavin' that, show him where the paper at
Come Valerie, you know the God he need a salary
Put down the pipe here's two to a coke gallery

It's in the kitchen in the ceilin' baby girl kept
Only found a block of cheese from New Zealand
Oh shit, yo, yo that shit at yo?
Yo Chef, where that shit?