Luyện nghe bài hát Big Beast

Hardcore G shit, homie, I don't around
Ain't sweet bout the peach -- this Atlanta, clown
of the dealers and the strippers and the clubs, though
Catch you coming out that City with a snub, ho
Lurking in the club on tourist
Welcome to Atlanta, up jewelry, motherfucker!
These monkey niggas looking for some Luda and
And all a nigga found was a Ruger and some
Pow, motherfucker, pow! Come up off the
Pow, motherfucker, pow! One off in the
We some wolves, and we down to eat the rich
Your bodyguard ain't shit, we strip him a stripper bitch
These killers move in silence with violence
The it set off, we the motherfucking wildest
How you from Atlanta that they never speak
everybody got a sack of dope and a gun

And you know how it go
We ain't playing round that bullshit
Nigga, we let that shit go
When you come here, you better correct
This real G shit, you gotta show

Once a time in the projects
An O.G. saw a young Bun B as a
Thought that I would understand the streets from a young age
So he up the G code to the front page
He sat me on the porch, said, "This where dogs sit"
Pointed at the yard, said, "That's where big shit"
He said, "Don't leave til ass get growed
And come back til your ass get throwed
Whatever you want is whatever you can
Bring the pain and em wet, like they soaking in some salve
When you step out on the ave, make they wanna see ya
Cause being trill is an
Be about it like a G, a hater wanna catch you
Try to be a Jordan, but for a Pippen"
Player, I ain't even tripping, but I don't care
Cause my in your face, so put your hands in the air

And you know how it go
We ain't playing round that bullshit
Nigga, we ain't let that go
you come here, you better come correct
This G shit, you gotta show respect

In a six, I'm riding with a pistol grip, banana
From Simpson Road to Adamsville, I'm repping Atlanta shit
Nigga trying to handle up, let's see can they handle
A hundred round at em, that ain't no Louisiana
Drinking on Hennessey, blowing on that cannabis
Amerikkka's nightmare, trap nigga
A record full of felonies, for a better me
But choppers go off in my hood like Iraq, Cuba, Tel
Pretty nigga, let him be, him, shorty
Sucker I'll never be, don't give a fuck about it
Quick to round up on Audi, make em get the fuck up out it
Nigga better be it, he deserve it he allow it
What's a to a kamikaze?
He ain't robbed a man, predator or prey; the law of nature where I stay
I catch you with that K, ain't no illusion, no confusion
Better come up off that cake and all that or you're snoozing

And you know how it go
We ain't playing round with bullshit
Nigga, we ain't let shit go
When you come here, you better come
This real G shit, you gotta show

Wha-da-da-dang,
Listen to my clip before five go bang
Bang bang, guap time, rep
We the readers of the and the leaders of the crooks
Predators, we eyeballing all of y'all
Let me fall off, I'm taking all of chains
All of y'all watches and all of y'all
Well, who you talking to? All of stars
All of y'all rappers and and such
No homo promo, homie, you might get your ass
Like Def Jam '83, you get rushed
If you with some winners, then you rolling with us
I some dope country niggas, but them niggas ain't weak
they dressing looking hard, but them niggas ain't cheap
I make dance music, this is R.A.P
Opposite of the sucker shit play on T.V

And you know how it go
We ain't playing round with that
Nigga, we ain't let shit go
When you here, you better come correct
This real G shit, you gotta show