Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Souls

This is how we do
We goin' do right
Word, word is
Know what I'm
is la wid the track
Know what I'm
You how we do
up, yo
Let pass no stunting
the real
Better get 4 pound god
proceed
Yo, yo, yo

1: la

I run up on rap boo smith on a hatchback
Put my down cause a head crack
I'm trapped, in a hole with guns and drugs
Three-headers, nothing better 5% and
Style tight o.j. gloves
Niggas state to take a bug
'cause I burn rich niggaz who will hide
It's the that got me caught,
In this dead of thought
We stepped the theft law from the bronx new york
Holding a for cream
on high beam, 13
Cooking up coke, selling as fiends
Now my anger as I craft my chamber
no parental vision made a fucking head-banger
Who's in change a, you dis this you get finished
Disrespect darkman you get slapped with a
Kid spin it, mc's I'm just choking 'em
My shit hits the town 300 pounds of opium
What, turbulence which is your defence
Scripts scrapped to kill an action-packed defence
Cocoa plants, I payed the in a loft
Now lyrically candy topping niggas and buttered
As the

Verse 2:

Prepare for the shield
Sight you lose to
Stan man and my ? ? ?
Then I to the us, and then,
The battle thought you had me hologrammed
You can stick it to
means you scot
Einstein mind
2 and 4 eyes
man x,
I'm when I'm off my shift
Scarf on my waist then I'll scorch your face
I'm a copy-cat killer
Born for niggas
Then pull
and rob the spot like dillinger
Settle cap ? ? ?
I'm coming at you
the minds can't win wit' no .22
Get nuke and henny rock 80
In the hood, never sipping while I'm my jewel
to my ritual, lower you into my seance
Bitch wearing
Missing me ? on the rap
I'll buck, you wit out that gk bubbly stuff
Gang games for schools why your whole shit gets laced up
With the mic as my
I inscribe my with full blast
cut, shot these screw cats

3: la

When I'm
Rip shit up kid quick I'm
On any puffing hizo can't be trusted
Lustic blunts be like mud
Darkman the king, lampin' on my of blood
Lynch men, verbal henchmen, your door in
Blastin', rip, flippin' your shit, rippin' your
Triple darkness, lies trap a rip juggler
Snake eyes dedicated undercover
As I cut you
I your brain right without the mic
Vivid literature pictures like four nine lights
Time in space, your head-bands, suffocate
Call me so I had to let
Them rappers I on fuck 'em break
I hold like your ass
Lick shots from the techs then jet through the wet
Bubble worth a bass,
Darkman instancy, canibus living
in the caribbean sea
Through your the dark scenes will make you ears beam
Talking 'bout hitting rap then sit back and hit your
La can walk through stand straight up in fire
Look at your eyes look at my pussy
And me who's higher
Darkman empire guard you now a gun
Loading wid nine niggas and I'm bound to be the tenth one

4: shotti

Read my
Got the far eye see shot
Detonator blowin' up city
a large watts
About six
That's high potent killers on each
Wid ready for smoking
Six indian head hancho
Yo my peso got royals screw castro
Operation statement my technique will be an
For my I catch skins of ten lions
What you trying tasting sawed off iron
Adjustable fashion came out your whole batch
My plan to wrap town like saran
All I need is and a few good men
Shotti, stay like wid a key to shoot somebody
get me, my fingers dipsy,
Who's whippy, I'm a yippy
First enemy who's stealin'
Size 'em up break 'em I'm guilty
My sons is me
Shot like 150 and fistful like kung-fu plots
Wid my shot
You form that can't be stopped
Got a glock the up your snot box wid a shot
What!

Knaw I mean
La the
Shot these fool faced your boots laced
Many many and gun rules
M-a-d,
Killa