Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry

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

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

Now really, he ever slip or trip
A big out, to my niggaz in Darby Twip
I spits the to sinks MC's like ships
With my nocturnal and editorial clips
I got a click, hit you like a thousand volts
The homies cases robberies and assaults
It ain't my fault that my might hit like that
Listen and get elevated off the contact

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

My these days make the average nigga afraid
Hurt 'em in the worst way, put it down for
Put 'em to rest, confess,
Snatch 'em a cap and destroy 'em at my
For the simple fact contact, we the block entourage
We drop bombs and we known to down the savage beast

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

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

At the end the lights go out so they do
I'm a L B C on through, stayin'
my respect, 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 this flack black 45 caliber glock gat, gun, or
Whistle, and watch all my homeboys

Run, or hear the click, damn that shit that you get hit
When we bust, I let loose this is pre-meditated
To all the busters that and hate it, but can't fade it
With they every attempt they fail, oh consequences 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 about the deal I conceal?
And still, can you feel, the topic of the situation is trust
No hoe is a
If I bust my brain constructs to knowledge to the max
and deletin' elevation set backs
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
When we do the do to you so go your crew
And who, wants to compete Techniec
Conflict will be

So how you speak
And what you say when I
Sleepless that's bomb to ya, suffer from insomnia
And I'ma, be comin' for you
So please be on the lookout for the Crew
Watch out

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