Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry

Watch it, watch it, Daz is
And there'll be no waitin'
Watch it, watch it, is comin'
And there'll be no more
Watch it, watch it, is comin'
And there'll be no waitin'
You might be shootin', inna de
If eedyot disrespectin', now

Now follow me in the depths of my mind
Think how many plots blossoms to how times
I'm my asphyxiated from beginnin' broke
And the bombast weed smoke that'll make a nigga
To my loc's way in the Valley deep
To my homies in the Pound L.A. and the Beach
To my bulls out in Philly, 'cause all they is Phillies
these silly-ass bitches out for a niggaz riches

Now really, will he ever slip or
A big out, to my niggaz in Darby Twip
I spits the vocabulary to sinks MC's like
With my nocturnal vibes and editorial
I got a click, that'll hit you like a thousand
The catchin' cases robberies and assaults
It ain't my fault that my shit might hit that
and get elevated off the verbal contact

When a nigga strive for his he can't stop
get somewhere
Now when a nigga mash for his he can't stop
get somewhere

My mind-state days make the average nigga afraid
'em in the worst way, put it down for myself
Put 'em to rest, confess,
Snatch 'em a cap and 'em at my best
For the fact with contact, we the block entourage
We bombs and we known to calm down the savage beast

And the rest of the I'll mistreat
Any MC tryin' to fuck with
I represent it to the fullest, it could be a verbal
In ninety-six, with a different on shit
I got the flavor, and I'm
Busta-ass niggaz stop us, and can't fade us
Shady-ass niggaz stand next to ya
the Tek connects to ya

Swift as a cheetah I'm catchin' ya
I betcha I won't let ya escape, the real on point
They're to kill, beyond the violated area
When the smoke clears the area whether I'm toast or at
I blaze the zag or the bone once again zone is gone
try to step they get lit and blown

At the end the lights go out so before do
I'm a L B C on through, true
Demandin' my respect, is what I've given
So respect is what I
The money got me to the point of no return
So the streets I roam don't chrome to the dome
Of flack black 45 caliber glock gat, gun, or pistol
Whistle, and all my homeboys come

Run, or hear the click, damn that shit that you get hit
we bust, I let loose this is pre-meditated dick-up
To all the busters that jealous and it, but can't fade it
With they every attempt they fail, oh well get suffered
I put pressure on motherfuckers the bill is crisp
The deal is this, I plot 'em on a mash for my chips
Get in my way and get on
I'm stompin', steppin', with my weapon

subjects all subject to harm, when I swarm through
Who knew the real deal I conceal?
And still, can you feel, the topic of the whole situation is
No hoe is a
If I bust my constructs to form knowledge to the max
Defeatin' and deletin' elevation set
We wax tracks and smack up who compose the violence

Bringin' drama, with no guidance
Eyes went deceived, up my sleeve to intrigue
And these MC's be G's also D P G's and, L B C's
we do the do to you so go call your crew
And who, wants to compete Techniec
Conflict will be

So how you speak
And what you say when I
Sleepless acts that's bomb to ya, suffer from
And I'ma, gonna be for you
So please be on the lookout for the Doggystyle
out nigga

It's a sucker MC cookout
out, watch out now
Yeah, witcha bad self, out