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

Ain't above it, we stomp y'all religiously
Watchin' paper thugs to hide behind the industry
here to infinity, love thy enemy
Niggaz got the but don't know the chemistry

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

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

You want I'ma 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 it do you?
Watch you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,

You want I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' them
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 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, wannabe hardcore
I rub you your face with single-edged razors
Cold street intelligence, O.G.'s and 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 wanna fuck with Danze?
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 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 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

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
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,

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

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

You got problems with us? poppin'
I get in yo' chest like anthrax, couldn't stop it
Let's on 'em, must 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 you to God with no shoes
Clueless, real G's run this, we this
If you wanna get some gangsta shit, let's do this

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

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

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 mean it do
Watch you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,

You want problems 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
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,