Luyện nghe bài hát Black Market

(voice)
The year is 1994. Black Market Records, 2001 Records, and Doomsday Productions combine to create your favorite click.Make way for the hounds of the underground.
the fury.

i put my in my pocket
they jingle cuz full of change
and sometimes being broke
your father
but i got a better on myself
so i being played short like
an elf
bust a bust her in the head
then watch all of yoke come
out his egg
im tryin to the grips that
dont let me hit this
cuz if i hit this ima shoot
me a
it(inhale,cough), bang bang,

5 later the cops came
im settin up shop for the

so if i aim at mark ass you a

told you that i come, but i

though im bay still
scramblin the brains
if you gotta go we go i like
the 6'4
im pullin GTA's it aint no

then i em to strip it down
and leave but the frame
then im sell my cousin the
thangs
cop a burn and turn it over a

mo money mo money for market

on the market, yeah x4

creepin, move swiftness in
the
there aint no stoppin once a

it aint nothin new,up the
sun for and days
under the moon is i was born
and
and for life, nigga this aint no

i it murderin mothafuckas in the night
and deuced up ready to his
mark underground
hooked up with market
now peep
gets deeper and deeper, the
doomstown reaper and P-I-T
platinum, Mr Dr. Hung
we do yo ass in good for fun
15 in yo ass bitch
take it and love it but i talkin bout no dick
14 suns and moons you can assume
that on the marks my day for doom
buck em and fuck em with doomsday
eat clips and trip if i catch you fuckin with my
you find ass dead in a graveyard
and ima on my way

well if you see me chewin baby lowk
ya choke
i vomit when that teflon pierced that throat
peep me eatin dead cock u trip cuz eatin dead pussy
i make ya but its that season so my reason is legit
im havin fits, i dream of eatin bloody pussy clits i was 6
i for dead pussy on my dick
i got the skits meanin i dont a fuck about yo biatch
that nigga from the block killin up that cock so nigga..shiat
baby barbeque ribs and and uh
dont make me get the deep baby nuts, sluts
get ate out like a and crooked teeth hurt
i pulled tampax string out and straight couldnt work
it work without that sicc
so a nigga quick so i can serve you some of that shit
and have you murderin your violently
ive key for 20 minutes and feel like killin on that nilla nilla
its that killa
aint the bitch mr doc D O M
in hella
niggas im gone, i another dose of human meat
i lift the creed, and black market death by the
as that nigga nigga that 9 millimeter to fucks you in yo

we on the market yeahh x4

you let yo eyes upon my
and notice curve and my strap
as the roll down
flash of life as you to black
if gat wasnt all up in yo face
reminese of yo folks, yo bitch, yo kids, yo
replaced, take it down to the
get deep, think of moms at yo broken, all of yo family
its kinda you could lose all of these things so quick
and whats worse, shot ya for the fuck of it, yeah!
knew id be the one to have you back on my hand
back with the mag!
that life wont last
keep listening while i gotta get ya yo right to ya throat
dig that in ya neck watch ya bitch ass choke
no hope no joke im from pain all day
all im for your mothafuckin grip in exchange
one to the in the throat, out the skull
from the big chrome gat, peeled cat release
now ya niggas
one more mothafucka on the street from the Mr doc
Locc straight to the brain with sicc ideas black market
murder when they suck