Luyện nghe bài hát Boot Camp Mfc Eastern Conference

Ain't no to waste, we in the race
All my peoples wit me, they try to get to place
M.f.c., way for life, I'm to let you know
Time wait for nobody, we tryin to get dough
You didn't hear about magnum force
The ones you couldn't trust son, we just bustin
the weed, stand firm wit my scrum
'cause I all my real peoples to live long

[lidu
These wanna be my telephone love, and I got to admit it
heard it's lidu rock, now ya niggas on my did-ick
Ya to quit it, I cock gats then watch 'em spit it
To it, ya ass in half, so come get wit it
It's representative who never lack, no
Bring on your wife, baby moms, I blow that back right out
I be the mack with fout, the one o, so you
I tear the veins out ya ass, I'm triple fronto

I run wit the wildest, plus stylish, of way back
Whip whop, big joe, my connect
Wit got they tongue numb from stashin the cracks
I was throwin papi store down wit the tape gat
I up from that, now I flip legal trap
Tied up in mutual bonds, and rap
Still I get loot from my man, I'm broke for smoke
And catch a dice game in the pj's, keep the bankin

[top dog big
Yo, tension, when I'm wit my shark fishin
Stompin competition, wit lines from my
Not to mention, I'm comprehension
Boy, I retire mc's, then extort them for they
For instance, I turn a to a presence
the fenceless, that go against this, is plain senseless
I'm out blastin, spit my like a mack ten
You ain't laughin, splashin my like a craftsmen
Perfect flex, on good neck that claim
ya done mastered the game, but ya worthless
That on purpose, snipe those who deserve it
Keepin nervous, my m.f.c. at ya service

Yo, I got ya rap sissy fags pressure
Shake it like earthquake, richter scale measure
Who let the, monster out the cage, sharks swimmin thru ya
Behind you like back catchers, head rock nester
be the aggressor
Bring a trouble, make us wet the set up
ya heifer, get that bitch a check up from the neck up
I ya whole crew, black eyes like uncle fester
But it ain't zebra, be ya knowin beaver
Cell phones, jewels, but ya sneakers
Keep those, po-po, I break ya jaw
Run m.f.c., muthafucka, we event no

News flash, for all ya bitch who bruise fast
I twist ya sensitive ass, 'cause you won't last in the arena
between reality and dreaming, scheming
Get deleted by my team when you least it
the script then I wreck shit
Caught you by surprise, now recognize and respect
sweat this, 'cause tek just scoop me up in the lexus
Upset 'cause you slept when I was connections
Travelin 'cross the u.s., linkin up some of the truest
Revolutionist, niggas stay ready to do
So do this

Sean price in the nigga, never forget that
If that nigga keep riffin, i'mma split his back
The way you get that, rap from, don't make me them
up in the face, til my people wit the gats come
From the producer, who to looper
Type a hypa shit, make the world act stupid
You try to play me son, you get a baby, I got
Crazy guns, aimin them shits at muthafuckin cranium
Flamin 'em, but in the long run, do blamin 'em
For the shit they do, 'cause they they into datin son
Maybe one of they niggas might see the ruckus, but fuck it
All ya niggas corny as hell, so just dick

holiday]
The few of the men, the greater the share of
shit up in cloud, when ya smokin marijuana
I bow down, 'cause chow down needs to hold down
I swatted them hoe, the order of the tottin
My microphone is smokin a glow skull
Tottin clums in this rap shit, get
Empty headed, before ya is sweated
the top gun, without one, nigga, forget it

[starang
Ya niggas suck dick, my crew be on some I give a fuck shit
All boppin our shit to new rock and ruck shit
Me and hold strong been down for to
We done seen these bitches niggas outside, now come and
Now don't get me wrong, I when I move
Run out to my in gs3oo's
Come out to my hotel and take off they
Participatin in all the big
That's how it goes, we sip back guzzlin
They rhyme tek and steele, and they ain't been out for years

sluggah]
I get hyped son, and set it on the
Maybe it's he, from n.y.c.
Put it out, apostrophe a.g.
Fo wit m.f.c., you get buried
Crip like carrey, I know ya niggas me
I put it on dust to dawn, to stay worried
Row then he blow, row like moby
Dick in the dirt, to run the planet toby
Ya in it lonely, shootin shots shinobi
You know me, but all I think about is money