Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Souls

This is how we do
We do this right
Word, is bond
Know what I'm
This is la wid the
Know I'm sayin
You how we do
up, yo
Let dark no stunting
>from the
get your 4 pound god
Let's
Yo, yo, yo

1: la

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

2: shotti

Prepare for the killin'
Sight you lose to
man and my desert ? ? ?
Then I to the us, and then,
The battle thought you had me hologrammed
You can it to death
Talk you scot
Einstein mind
2 and 4 eyes
man x,
I'm known I'm off my shift
Scarf on my waist pull then scorch your face
I'm like a copy-cat
Born for strangling
Then figures
and rob the spot like dillinger
Settle cap ? ? ?
I'm saber-toothed at you
Forfeit the minds can't win no .22
Get nuke and rock 80 proof
In the hood, never sipping while I'm drinking my
Dance to my ritual, lower you my seance
Bitch avon
Missing me ? on the rap
I'll buck, you frontin' wit out that gk bubbly
Gang games for schools that's why your whole gets laced up
With the mic as my
I inscribe my witchcraft with full
Buddah cut, shot these screw

3: la

When I'm
Rip shit up kid I'm busted
On any demon hizo can't be trusted
lyrical blunts be like mud
Darkman the king, on my throne of blood
men, verbal henchmen, kickin' your door in
Blastin', rip, your shit, rippin' your organs
Triple darkness, lies trap a constant rip
Snake dedicated undercover smuggler
As I cut you
I slice your brain without the mic
Vivid literature pictures shine four nine lights
in space, grab your head-bands, suffocate
Call me so I had to let
rappers I wake on fuck 'em break
I crack like your ass
Lick shots from the techs then jet the wet grass
Bubble worth a bass,
Darkman instancy, sniff canibus
in the caribbean sea
Through your history the dark scenes will you ears beam
Talking 'bout hitting rap then sit back and hit weed
La can walk through walls straight up in fire
Look at your look at my eyes pussy
And tell me higher
empire guard you now like a gun
Loading wid nine rich and I'm bound to be the tenth one

Verse 4:

my jungle
Got the far eye see shot
Detonator up city blocks
a large watts
About six
That's high potent on each corner
Wid guns for smoking
Six sense indian head
Yo my peso got that screw castro
Operation statement my technique will be an
For my alliance I catch skins of ten
What you trying this sawed off iron
Adjustable punk fashion came out your batch
My plan to wrap town like saran
All I need is guns and a few men
Shotti, stay like scarface wid a key to somebody
Come get me, my dipsy,
Who's whippy, I'm a yippy
First who's stealin' filthy
Size 'em up break 'em down I'm
My is wit' me
Shot like 150 and fistful like kung-fu plots
Wid my sing-sing
You form something that be stopped
Got a glock the fuck up your snot box wid a
What!

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