Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Brigade jump on a couple of
Nigga, we bad
(we bad news, nigga)
To beef for
If you our way it's on
Anybody, (oh shit)
on
Brigade on a couple of punks
how we're moving it moving it moving it
To for real
If you step our way on
Anybody, (that's right)
on

[kon
We every rule in the book
Illegal crooks got your mind shook
Kon done spells up
Poisonous
The kon
Make way for the hell
Mysterious
throats with broke coke
Bottles and razors
I ain't the one to you in a crisis
I kick you while you're
Snatch you up and ask you the nicest
say me
Or I'll put your next to some crips
And squeeze they lifeless
I stayin confidence my mind
About being or evil
I'm
Lethal I leave you
Dead your blood brother
When hand for help reaches out
We chuckle
Now where the fuck of how we is as
We wrong
Politics and poverty got us strong
You dead
If you think you'll make it out with all limbs
your camera
So we can put this on

Hey
Don't get cut into hundreds over dumb shit
I advise you to run quick we run this
Guns on the reg reg
Put mcs on death beads
that or leavin' 'em walking on peg legs
In locations
I'll be out at places
I'm why running out
Of parking spaces
Intense
You want suspense? endless
How I crews
Leave you solo and
Contact lens then lifeless
The mc
You never fight with
Or rock a mic
Carry a with
Da on the night shift
Pack big dick that I use to fuck your wife with
You the nicest
Derelicts intelligence
Leaving your grill wide open like
wait
My words penetrate through your
Til it snap your brace
And crack your chest

[kon
You studies wanna job like
Rough is to start teaching niggas
In ass classes
glasses
Damage crews by the
Shit talking cassius
Get in your e-class and dash
Kon
The only man can expand the cervix
With the tip of my
Get in girl and keep fucking
Until she starts "leave me alone"
Walking
for weak grade to set it on
From til dawn I bomb
Went through hell and calm
The to stir us to fight me
Just to see what type of that I was on
Those bastards is why they got
And turned into xxxxx
With lyrics hotter lava comes
urgent
That she splurge
Before I with
Kuniva will make ya nerves and split
me bitch
You weren't with the mic
Is why I it
And people and praise with words that I like
With things I say on you
You need someone to spar
Put you in the of my trunk
Get in my car
with nothing but thugs
the fug
We more dangerous than l.a. cops big clubs
Who's you when you're drunk
You sick
Spitting up bills scriptures and
you punks get the picture
Get it?
If rap was a you couldn't hit it
I make it my
Twenty four to try and stick it

get it
I gotta it to you non-stop
Bombs drop lyrical warfare we
Dead rot
We making your rock
Licking them off like
the shotty pop
Kuniva rolex chains, watches and anklets
Dissin' the bitch
Packing heaters to make you quick
Now this
Something you don't a piece of
Don't worry about waiting these
with me buds