Luyện nghe bài hát Bk to La

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

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

Ain't nothin above it, we y'all 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 hat and kneecaps
baseball bats, 'til fame hit you with me till mini-mac
Full black fatigues, lungs black from weed
In black limo tinted SUV's with

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

You want I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' them
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 in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You want problems I'ma 'em to you
We them thangs
Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you
We to bang
Yeah, you talk impressive, you mean it do you?
Watch you aim
Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga

You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's 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, hardcore players
I rub you under your face with razors
street intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men
Grip quick, cock squeeze and Men to settle it

L.A. to B.K., from B.K. to L.A.
Persistant and insistant on it our way
Do you really wanna fuck with
he comin' with them thugs in the van
Double clutch in his hands, my

the world flame, face 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, happenin'?

You want problems 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?
Watch you aim
Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga

You want I'ma bring '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 tossed in the flames,

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

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

You got problems with us? poppin'
I get in yo' chest anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop it
Let's move on 'em, move on 'em
Rush in, gun-bustin', seven plus tools on 'em

Never snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got for 'em
I send you to God with no
Clueless, real G's run this, we rule
If you wanna get into some shit, let's do this

No question, no
is my profession, heat in my posession
Hollow-tips is the look around you see the signs
Say, "No Smokin'", but our got cancer

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

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

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