Luyện nghe bài hát A Buncha Niggas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When I hit you with the of death I leave nothin' left
I you up so quick they call me Biggie Smalls the Chef
My burner's in my left, I'm not the 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 everyone
to pack, quick to squeeze on the trigger
Who's in the Huh, a buncha niggas

Who's on the microphone? A buncha
Who's on the microphone? A niggas
Who's on the microphone? A buncha
I got my so other niggas better 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 mine for my rap

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

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

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

Yo, here I go, I go, here comes the man again gain
Ruff a pad and pen, so run go tell your friends
It's the big belly babalu 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 from men to crew get dramatic
And I get respect from crazy crews with automatics

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

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

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

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

Oh, hah, yo B, Busta
Be my nigga, muggin', only lovin' and huggin'
My niggas, as we get bigger we diesel
As masculine figures, L.O.N.S. we thicker
a buncha niggas, yes

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 better leave us alone

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