Luyện nghe bài hát 619 Hoodlumz

61 to the 9 the city of
Got running like at Santana High
So try using my name for your fame
Mad 'cause a youngster got a on the game
a shame you ain't the gangster that you claim to be
If you're really why the fuck you wanna hate on me
Low Pro what? I'm a gangster
Amici Park Krazy motherfucker, to bank you
And shank you the ice pick
'cause this fat motherfucker claims to a whole album off my old shit
It's cold shit, but fuck it
I'ma let this poor fat make a ducket
So don't get it twisted thinking that he something
Shadow Presents The Clique cost me nothing
All I wanted was a bit of weed money
That flip a key money, you wanna talk funny

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From the to the oldest
Hottest to the
From the to the boldest
I'm the sickest and you this
I make a motherfucker when I throw this shit at you

You say that you're this, you say you got
Then homey cock your strap and show me where your at
Tricky spark that blunt and let motherfuckers know
We can a gun fight or we could go toe to toe
No furies pumped in this young
San Diego rider, getting tighter
Fool step aside, it's me and him
wanna trip then it's us against them
That's the way men it, can you hang
I put in with real soldiers, faggot you like to phone bang
You know the name, Mr. Shadow all up in
nosey trick you need to mind your own business
I got your at the top of the list
For being a and running your lips like it ain't shit
You get hit in the ribs with the
Fool you ain't a G, in the you get no love

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Already let the world know the acting, yapping
Now I gotta talk your rapping
You say you're Worldwide, Coast to Coast
I'm still the same and requested the most
You serve one day and bail, scared of a cell
'cause you know that get you for the stories you tell
How you're riding in them low-lows, hanging out with
Banging puffing dodo when really you're rolling
a lot of shit but you never do nothing
Bitch you gotta have a clip to start dumping
Got your pumping, skipping a beat
You motherfucker you ain't fucking with me
I stay heated, weeded, not what I pleaded
You call the comp and album 'cause my is what you needed
So be it, but fool you need to
Stop talking out your neck on the phone woofing

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