Luyện nghe bài hát Big Beast

Hardcore G shit, homie, I don't around
Ain't shit sweet bout the peach -- this Atlanta,
Home of the dealers and the and the clubs, though
Catch you coming out that Magic City a snub, ho
Lurking in the club on motherfuckers
Welcome to Atlanta, up jewelry, motherfucker!
These monkey looking for some Luda and Jermaine
And all a nigga found was a and some pain
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 ain't shit, we strip him like a stripper bitch
These real-ass killers move in silence violence
The minute it set off, we the wildest
How you from Atlanta they never speak upon
everybody got a sack of dope and a gun

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

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

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

In a six, I'm riding with a pistol grip, banana
Simpson Road to Adamsville, I'm repping this Atlanta shit
Nigga trying to handle up, let's see can they handle
A round at em, that ain't no Louisiana shit
Drinking on Hennessey, blowing on that cannabis
Amerikkka's nightmare, trap nigga
A record full of felonies, searching for a me
But choppers go off in my hood Iraq, Cuba, Tel Aviv
nigga, let him be, fuck him, shorty
Sucker nigga I'll never be, don't a fuck about it
Quick to up on that Audi, make em get the fuck up out it
better be about it, he deserve it he allow it
What's a coward to a
He ain't robbed a man, ain't predator or prey; the law of nature where I
I catch you slipping with 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 here, you better come correct
This real G shit, you show respect

Wha-da-da-dang,
Listen to my clip before five go bang
Bang bang, guap time, rep
We the readers of the books and the leaders of the
Predators, we eyeballing all of lames
Let me fall off, I'm all of y'all chains
All of y'all watches and all of cars
Well, who you talking to? All of y'all
All of y'all rappers and producers and
No homo promo, homie, you get your ass touched
Def Jam circa '83, you get rushed
If you rolling with some winners, then you with us
I know some dope country niggas, but niggas ain't weak
Know they 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 just how it go
We ain't round with that bullshit
Nigga, we ain't let that go
When you here, you better come correct
This real G shit, you gotta respect