Luyện nghe bài hát Bk to La

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

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

Ain't nothin above it, we y'all religiously
Watchin' paper tryin' to hide behind the industry
From here to infinity, thy enemy
Niggaz got the knowledge but don't know the

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

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

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

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 friend of our family, yeah my

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

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

Make the flame, face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-ster
Y'all niggaz akin to God and
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' them
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 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 don't mean it do
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,

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

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

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

snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got room for 'em
I send you to God with no
Clueless, real G's run this, we this
If you wanna get into gangsta 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 guns got

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

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

You want I'ma bring '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?
Watch you aim
Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga