Luyện nghe bài hát A Buncha Niggas

Who's on the microphone? A buncha
on the microphone? A buncha niggas
Who's on the microphone? A buncha
I got my crew so niggas better leave us alone

Who's on the A buncha niggas
Who's on the microphone? A niggas
Who's on the A buncha niggas
I got my so other niggas better leave us alone

The Group Home's down yo, with West and me
Charge a gap kid, best believe it G
Oh, I to flip the script and have a track record
Wreckin' it swift, I'm tellin' ya to heck tell to get with the

hairy thinkin', drinkin', cripple, drunken monkey
Style back alley ass to gas technique
So peak, it's to get deep, we just kick
Third Eye right open don't let your eyeball sleep

The next step is the check, let's theses niggas wassup
'Cause we get G, no you can't get with me
Save yourself the trouble step back black and don't bother
Word to Shop and they get called in like I'm your father

Who's on the microphone? A niggas
Who's on the microphone? A niggas
on the microphone? A buncha niggas
I got my crew so other niggas leave us alone

Ayo, it's time for me to flow and get with this
I'm out my mic, spittin' off some rounds to this
I known rep, so son you better slide out
'Cause when I'm flippin', be rippin' your pride out

So called gangsters play like in the movies
Oughta that, they're way bad, you could never do me
I'm real as come, I'll beat ya numb with my vocal tones
Words hit like aluminum to your dome

No charges against me I'm jumpin' the law man
A-men, punks cancel their plans
As the invincible principle gang, is gettin'
Sayin' peace to the Heavster rollin' with a niggas

Who's on the microphone? A buncha
on the microphone? A buncha niggas
Who's on the A buncha niggas
I got my crew so other niggas better leave us

I bring drama like ya on my momma
Cannibalistic like that nigga Jeffrey
I'ma, head peeler, stealer
sealer, ex-drug dealer, huh

When I hit you with the blow of death I nothin' left
I cook you up so quick call me Biggie Smalls the Chef
My in my left, I'm not the type to fight
I'm blowin' up quick like a stick of

So nine-one-one, Biggie's got a gun
The gat to your back, I'm smokin'
to pack, quick to squeeze on the trigger
Who's in the house? Huh, a buncha

Who's on the microphone? A buncha
on the microphone? A buncha niggas
Who's on the microphone? A buncha
I got my crew so other niggas leave us alone

yo, beg your pardon, whoa
When I put one to the head nuff shit startin'
Fine, so I headline for the
Get for my rap subjects

Packed potential, wisdom versatile elements
To your sense, I get down so feel the mental
pro I'm Rob-O, the super spectacular
Brown junior from Africa

up so it's, possible to freak
See the highlight, in fly writing, give a fuck
I split when through then it's get with the Guinness brew
And give a shout out to my Uptown crew and I'm wreckin'

Who's on the microphone? A niggas
on the microphone? A buncha niggas
Who's on the A buncha niggas
I got my so other niggas better leave us alone

Yo, here I go, here I go, here comes the man gain
with a pad and pen, so run go tell your friends
It's the big belly boogaloo big, boy
And I got honies, there's no need for no sex toy

me, slavery, let me go oh, no, no, no
No longer will you treat my sisters like they're filthy hoes
Never ran static men to crew get dramatic
And I get crazy respect from crazy crews with

Now push could come to shove because they love the way I flip a
And that's what keeps me kinda popular all the honeydaps
So look at me now, and me who is bigger?
I'm on the block I'm with my flock
And I'm rollin a buncha niggas

Who's on the A buncha niggas
on the microphone? A buncha niggas
Who's on the A buncha niggas
I got my crew so other niggas leave us alone

Well, hello, hi, hello, hello, how ya
Hi, hello, hi hey, how ya Voltronic
Busta comin' with the mad ultrasonic
Esophagus to it, wreckin' niggas need to stop it

You get your style busted that's just what get for comin'
You some? Yes, I know you want some of the talent
But you can up and emotionally get wicked
To stick it in your groove, watch a nigga kick it

Oh, hah, yo B, Busta
Be my nigga, never muggin', lovin' and huggin'
My niggas, as we get bigger we diesel
As masculine figures, L.O.N.S. we thicker
With a niggas, yes

on the microphone? A buncha niggas
Who's on the microphone? A niggas
Who's on the A buncha niggas
I got my crew so niggas better leave us alone

on the microphone? A buncha niggas
Who's on the microphone? A niggas
Who's on the microphone? A niggas
I got my crew so niggas better leave us alone