Luyện nghe bài hát Box of Lucky Charms

(A. Nickatina)
My morning starts off with the chicken and the
Baby say she touched the hand of a capo
Shoot at the reflection in the of life
If you hit your then they say you live twice
In a box of lucky man keep a few Gs
And never talk the tricks kept up your sleeve
Help you? please, I'm all about
Make the freeze, get the cheese then leave

(Queezy)
Young Queez strike a pose like a
Brand new clothes, too as I'm at you
Bad news bear, all you too late now
The Godfather said it pay style
Not a little bit, not even fifty
We trip one dime in the city, pimp
coast, the blade on the esco
And I leave her automatic at my show

(A. Nickatina)
Pinky ring shinin like a baseball
I was right there when gangsta started cryin
Twisted and wired, 4 hire
The game that we it all liars
Fears and desires, no court choirs
Forget "I quit" no more retires
It's who can maintain as they ride on the
gasoline, cop a new beam
Get that bad dime on the team
And don't focus of the ultimate scheme

(Queez)
We a fool, throw main beez in the pool
No rules have to take her back to school
Those dirty mags imma like Bernie Mac
Hit his hoe cause she me rap
I got no for your little small talk
All ya'll Quipto play hardball
On off all off, everything come in
Til then just roll up and my rhyme

(A. Nickatina)
Hey, hey, hey
My homies like clothes from Louis
Now let the freaks in the know the game is on
Jamal Wilkes, man pop that J
He'll me silk til my dying day
The gods got with guns in hands
Man bullets rip through a
Man the in the water for your daughter
And as you swim farther the sharks getting larger
Cold money and not a money lender
Man let a quarter ounce down in a blender
Man it's yo and A. Nickatina
It's Joe and Darryl in shell toe adidas
I'm swimming in the river of the
at me now hoe forget about the remix
Because I'm reloaded, and all the hoes it
It might be candy painted man but it's candy coated
Man it's like a when I gotta tell you gimme
searchin like the henny and the remmy
See car? Imma cop that, God!
Police ain't around? Gonna that, God!
Take this valium and cry about the
Or throw them dice and roll with the

(Queez)
Roll with the game, my homie feel my pain
say that he might rise again
Put flame to the sky, and strike ya lighters
For Mac Dre just one of silence...
Yeah burn backwood
Thizz dance, wipe your sweat off with a band
Gon' just back, keep your lip latched
Me wit your broke hoe, the mismatch
Not if I'm blind and I see pitch black
Please belive have it down on this track
One way or another I gotta get record til they respect my get back
Yeah get the like Sicily, you fools too cool's how I hit the weed
Make sure The Sco go in history
For the Cougnuts, and Mr. Cee
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