Luyện nghe bài hát All Black

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Yo once it's the big l, that kid who got much props
From killin corrupt cops, with buck shots
So don't step to this, I got a live crew
You might be kinda big but they coffins yo' size too
I was taught wise, I'm known to extort
This cali, it's harlem nigga we do walkbys
No one can me, tax me or wax me
If you want me to write you raps g just ask me
Cause on the shelf is your lp cold stood
Because it was no good, that shit even go wood
I'm not the to take sluts out, I just fuck they guts out
Get my nuts out, break the fuck out
Me being a virgin, idiotic
Cause if big l got the aids every cutie in the got it
Once a nigga to stick me for six g's
And I put more holes in his ass swiss cheese

big l (repeat 2x)

(ducks better scat the gat goes click-clack)
Or i'ma have your family dressed in all

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I lives like a stone thief, so leave me alone chief
Or catch a buck shot to domepiece
I warn, I got it goin on, word is bond
Ducks be gettin thrown off platforms p.m. dawn
I'm catchin bodies like a villain's to
And I squeeze triggers, not just on niggaz but too
So don't try to me, cause I can't stand test-es
Fuck around, I'll introduce you to ancestors
to this and get left with a face full of tears, pal
But man you've been for years now
And ain't made a hit yet, you in a split sec
In the shower's the only time you get dick wet
I roll with scary crews, I come out of barely bruised
I'm motherfuckers on the daily news
I was a gangsta the git-go
Leavin fags in bodybags with on they big toe

2x

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Yo ever since I was young, I ripped mics and I killed
And I'm known to milk freaks and hit em on silk
No can give me a bad name, I got mad fame
I'm quick to put a in a fag brain
I be placin inside lakes and ditches
And if I catch aids, then start rapin bitches
I'm all makin papes kid
I killed my mother with a shovel just like norman did
My old man in the past, stuck me up without a
Then his ass cold with my cash fast
Fifty g's is what the stole; so the next day
Knocked on his door and his granny through the peephole
That's the type of shit I'm on, word is
Got it goin on, from the of dawns to the early morn'
You my style I'm wild, comin straight out of harlem pal
It's big l, the motherfuckin child

2x

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This goes out to all y'all bitch-ass
So if mother ain't ready for a funeral, don't fuck with me
Cause I know a good way to get family together
And I ain't talkin bout a motherfucker
Yo, I'm to sign out, but before I go
I gotta say to the nfl crew, you know who you are
And all y'all niggaz talkin that gun
And won't a rhyme, stop fakin the funk!
Word, I'm bout to get up out of
Yo I'm out b, yo man
I gotta get this
So all niggaz on my hitlist get your suits ready
Hahahaha!