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 nigga?

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

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

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

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

You want problems I'ma 'em to you
We cockin' them
Yeah, I got a song let me 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

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 talk impressive, you mean it do you?
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,

You must wanna throw the 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 friend of our family, my nigga

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

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

Make the world flame, face the Fame-ster, part,
Y'all niggaz to God and gangsters
the M dot, to the O dot, to the P
With X to the Z hot, happenin'?

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 impressive, you don't mean it do you?
Watch you aim
Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You want problems bring 'em to you
We cockin' them
Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't it do you?
where 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 not have to say it
alive, these streets is complicated

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

You got problems with us? Start
I get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine stop it
Let's move on 'em, move on 'em
Rush in, gun-bustin', black seven tools on 'em

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

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

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

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