Luyện nghe bài hát Big Beast

Hardcore G shit, homie, I don't play
Ain't shit bout the peach -- this Atlanta, clown
Home of the and the strippers and the clubs, though
Catch you coming out that City with a snub, ho
Lurking in the on tourist motherfuckers
to Atlanta, up your jewelry, motherfucker!
These monkey niggas for some Luda and Jermaine
And all a found was a Ruger and some pain
Pow, motherfucker, pow! up off the chain
Pow, motherfucker, pow! One off in the
We some money-hungry wolves, and we to eat the rich
Your bodyguard ain't shit, we him like a stripper bitch
These real-ass killers move in silence with
The minute it set off, we the wildest
How you from Atlanta that they never speak
everybody got a sack of dope and a gun

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

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

In a six, I'm riding with a pistol grip, banana
From Simpson to Adamsville, I'm repping this Atlanta shit
trying to handle up, let's see can they handle this
A hundred round at em, that ain't no shit
Drinking on that Hennessey, blowing on that
Amerikkka's nightmare, nigga fantasy
A record of felonies, searching for a better me
But choppers go off in my hood Iraq, Cuba, Tel Aviv
Pretty nigga, let him be, fuck him,
Sucker nigga I'll be, don't give 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 to a kamikaze?
He ain't robbed a man, ain't predator or prey; the law of nature I stay
I catch you slipping with that K, ain't no illusion, no
Better come up off that and all that jewelry or you're snoozing

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

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

And you just how it go
We playing round with that bullshit
Nigga, we let that shit go
When you come here, you come correct
This G shit, you gotta show respect