Luyện nghe bài hát A Buncha Niggas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So called gangsters play roles like in the
Oughta save that, they're way bad, you could do me
I'm real as they come, I'll beat ya numb with my tones
Words hit like aluminum bats to your

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

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

I bring drama like ya spit on my
Cannibalistic like nigga Jeffrey Dahmer
I'ma, peeler, girl stealer
Coffin sealer, dealer, huh

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

So call nine-one-one, got a gun
The gat to your back, I'm everyone
Quick to pack, quick to on the trigger
in the house? Huh, a buncha niggas

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

Like yo, beg your pardon,
When I put one to the head funk shit startin'
Fine, so I headline for the
Get mine for my rap

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

Blowin up so it's, possible to
See the highlight, in fly writing, don't a fuck
I when it's through then it's get with the Guinness brew
And give a out to my Uptown crew and still I'm wreckin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, hah, yo B, Rhymes
Be my nigga, never muggin', only and huggin'
My niggas, as we get we come diesel
As masculine figures, L.O.N.S. we gettin'
a buncha niggas, yes

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

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