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 same shit, money drive a Burgundy
it low, faded licenses plates and great plate

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

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

We got to get him Dunn, aliens is our bread
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 Slope

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

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

Two hours later, like Deniro in Casino
Son better more coke than Al Pacino
Keana tellin' no lies, last year she did a Sting and a half
And Tymeek her a aircraft

But anyway, yo, daddy O home, we need the nidow
When we get back, you a bit out
that night, stay 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 hope one is empty
We in both of us looked like terrorists
Masks on, second floor, Dunn yo, I this

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

Ran to the analyzin', much disguisin'
Surprise we comin' and their eyes were
And buggin', throwin' her twin cousins at his nugget, it
Meet Shottie Waddy body hobby

Where the drugs, where the you be bouncin'
Fake cats on the block, you loungin'
Where the blow at, I ain't got shit, stop
Yo chef, throw the in his mouth, money'll start stuntin'

Bitch, that bit, before I push your wig back
Chef stop wavin' that, show him where the at
Come here Valerie, you know the God he 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 where that at yo?
Yo Chef, where that What?