Luyện nghe bài hát Box Cutters

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Gambino..
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P..
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Nuttin but MOB Shit
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Nuttin but Hard shit

"Infamous it on ya forehead baby,
be acting like shit is all gravy
Load up the 4-5 to get busy
I'm in the street everyday i run this city
Smokin' that icky Dunn i cant my face
Shit be laced, Let me hit it again..
Sid Keep it Poppin Dunn they did it again
While kick true facts shootouts with mac's
ask the way, niggas know i did that
pump drugs all rockin a ski mask
We last longer all these Frank heads
Take shake feds that like to break bread
Fuck thast part of my M.O
R.I.P. to My in Yambo
Ya Looking for I Got Tons of Ammo
in The Streets Everyday yall niggas to lay Low

I through threats, Tec's [or sounds like Im to adress threats, tec's]
out Tec's and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The world

It's My To Shine
I sparkle a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Masta

I been through threats,
out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The world

My Turn To Shine
I Like a Razor
My like a Box Cutta
Box Cutta

P a Filter
I Run the comb through the hood and my target,
..Comb the Hood.
Find his apartment, Wildlife
You in the forest, nigga this MOB shit..
Here's a Riddle him to the hospital
Black with the White Sheet and Red All Over?
Over here's War, You Just Dead Soldier
I Been the world, but America is Colder..
Much More Fowl, Much More
The Chopper Chop, The Popper Go Pow
This no 80's Shit this is Right Now
I transcend This is Two Thousand Twelve
Ya Need a Hard in the Back a ya Head
This Corrupt, Better wake up Kid
Cause nothing we can do cept spread the word
And then one day we can all the world..

Gambino &
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
Prodigy &
Do it to the def, How we do it, gone do it to The def.
Joey &
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
On the East and West
Do it to def, How we do it, gone do it to The def.

I through threats, Tec's [or sounds like Im to adress threats, tec's]
Pull out Tec's and Let [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My Turn To
I sparkle a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Cutta

I through threats, Tec's
Pull out and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The world

It's My To Shine
I Like a Razor
My Style like a Box
Box Cutta