Luyện nghe bài hát Big Beast (Instrumental)

Hardcore G shit, homie, I play around
Ain't shit sweet the peach -- this Atlanta, clown
Home of the dealers and the strippers and the clubs,
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 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 bodyguard ain't shit, we strip him a stripper bitch
These real-ass killers move in silence violence
The minute it set off, we the motherfucking
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 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 Bun B as a prospect
Thought that I would understand the streets from a young age
So he opened up the G to the front page
He sat me on the porch, said, "This where little sit"
Pointed at the yard, said, "That's where big shit"
He said, "Don't leave til ass get growed
And don't come back til ass get throwed
you want is whatever you can have
Bring the pain and leave em wet, like they soaking in salve
When you step out on the ave, make they wanna see ya
Cause being is an onomatopoeia
Be about it like a G, a hater wanna you slipping
Try to be a Jordan, but for a Pippen"
Player, I ain't even tripping, but I really care
Cause my pistol's in your face, so put hands in the air

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

In a six, I'm riding with a pistol grip, banana
From Simpson Road to Adamsville, I'm repping this shit
Nigga trying to handle up, see can they handle this
A round at em, that ain't no Louisiana shit
Drinking on Hennessey, blowing on that cannabis
Amerikkka's nightmare, nigga fantasy
A full of felonies, searching for a better me
But go off in my hood like Iraq, Cuba, Tel Aviv
Pretty nigga, let him be, him, shorty
Sucker nigga I'll never be, give a fuck about it
to round up on that Audi, make em get the fuck up out it
Nigga better be about it, he it he allow it
What's a coward to a
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 cake and all that jewelry or you're snoozing

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

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

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