Luyện nghe bài hát 3hree Kings

- 1: AK
I got 7 mac 11's, a 147 on any peasant
a stone cold vengance will get ya brethren
This the daily routine chase dreams and scoop
But of course this broke niggas wanna get in
So i keep my eye wide on the New York side
It's 33 why i'm just too fly
My ora stay indigo blue feeding off ya soul
beating off the pro tools ahh
Do what i gotta till my crew hold a ones
Momma see what i become on the world her son
Told me i would be the one way before
You niggas ain't believe now i'm bombing like my weed smoke bitch!
- Verse 2: Gold
Smoking on this loosie still elegant a 2 piece
Mister writing on my iPhone i my pockets with lose leafs
Like loose leaves fall in autumn i turn the never stalled em
Spit fire we some sawyers they look they never saw us
I'm painting let me do my thang yo type always a name or 2 that i'm 7 chains
Bumping they music leave stupid like heroin rather medicine
That's to eat proper sediment for better man
Like a black hearse we and we stay ahead of them
Edison the way the light bulbs on my head shimmering
If yo shit ain't lit you ain't using yo severit
Shoutout for the battle but none of niggas helmets fit ughh!
You unprepared you need my messages
My flow like walking on stilts giving niggas that leverage dropping and shit
up inside of my penmanship peep the redder it
We make new rules like we
I'm tryna win but in the process of a man
Who you better than? never me i got synonym
Stay only few niggas conspire with
higher shit that boom bap lyrical scientist
People trying it tell em conquer whole environment
Yo tv lying man flip egg and they frying it
Devine, illuminated spinning 3 eyes
my reality since a nigga was knee high
- 3: Freeway
See i, come through and always my B.I
Rock split life after death to B.I
G.I Puppies up in heavens the angels
Leave them niggas on ankles sting them like a bee hive
We are street kings to T.I
We are 3 gifted on the M.I
C.I see why hate cuz we up
Mad as shit cuz down
I hate to be y'all
My gun would you revolve
I got 8, 38's the murder rates
I send niggas to pearly
I Know magic my gun would make you
Hit you with the shotty catch a then we celebrate