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, you at my nigga? Fiyaah

I the hate, like Taliban records and tapes
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 it, we stomp y'all religiously
Watchin' paper thugs to hide behind the industry
From here to infinity, thy enemy
Niggaz got the knowledge but don't the chemistry

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

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

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

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

You wanna 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 friend of our family, yeah my

For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore
I rub you under your face with razors
street intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men
Grip quick, cock and Level Men to settle it

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

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

You want 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 want problems bring 'em to you
We them thangs
Yeah, I got a song let me 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 tossed in the flames,

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm not, what you thought I was
Like my career was gon' fade like a buzz
Raise the stakes high, I
The grip that I 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 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 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
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,