Luyện nghe bài hát Bk to La

Yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah, yeah,
M.O.P., uhh, X to the Z
baby, that's right, you know how we do it
One time, X, where you at my Fiyaah

I spread the hate, Taliban records and tapes
Shoot five times to the sky, some space
I got y'all, in place, cut to the heart of the subject
out niggaz, straight from the gutter you love it

Ain't nothin above it, we stomp religiously
Watchin' paper thugs tryin' to hide the industry
From here to infinity, love thy
got the knowledge but don't know the chemistry

All inside your baseball hat and
With bats, 'til fame hit you with me till mini-mac
Full body black fatigues, lungs from weed
In limo tinted SUV's with Bill

Still, world,
The underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain
Heartless and painless, it's dangerous to
try to change us, knowin' we're anxious to flame 'em

You want problems I'ma 'em to you
We them thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't it do you?
Watch you aim
Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You want I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' them
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We to bang
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do
where you aim
Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You must throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D.
N.Y.C., the N.Y.G.
M.O.P., and X to the Z
Is a of our family, yeah my nigga

For you, counterfeit, wannabe players
I rub you your face with single-edged razors
Cold intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men
Grip quick, cock squeeze and Men to settle it

From L.A. to B.K., B.K. to L.A.
Persistant and on doin' it our way
Do you really fuck with Danze?
When he comin' with them in the van
Double in his hands, my nigga

Make the world flame, the Fame-ster, part, Fame-ster
Y'all akin to God and gangsters
the M dot, to the O dot, to the P
With X to the Z hot, what's

You want problems bring 'em to you
We cockin' thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We to bang
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,

You problems I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' thangs
Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you
We to bang
Yeah, you impressive, you don't mean it do you?
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga

Hunt down, hurt, hang and the hater
Watch how you rise, and thank me later
Look in my eyes, I not have to say it
Look alive, these is complicated

Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the
Watch how you rise, fall and thank me
Look in my eyes, I should not to say it
Look alive, these is complicated

You got problems us? Start poppin'
I get in yo' like anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop it
move on 'em, must move on 'em
Rush in, gun-bustin', black plus tools on 'em

Never snooze on 'em, I'm short, got room for 'em
I send you to God with no
Clueless, G's run this, we rule this
If you wanna get into gangsta shit, let's do this

No question, no
Streets is my profession, in my posession
is the answer; look around you see the signs
Say, "No Smokin'", but our guns got

Yeah, 'cause I'm not, you thought I was
Like my career was gon' like a fuckin' buzz
Raise the stakes high, I
The that I keep on shit, get off my dick

You want problems I'ma 'em to you
We them thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do
Watch you aim
Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga

You want problems bring 'em to you
We cockin' thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you talk impressive, you mean it do you?
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,