Luyện nghe bài hát Bpt

Nigga I'm BPT
West Side, Side
TTP, one block, one
400, Spruce
What doing?
kill off all beef

I'm a West Side with rackn', in the back whats
40 Glock, a Insta, ain't no need for no caption
I got put on by four niggas, need for no bandage
I did my stuff like a young nigga, that's how I'm to handle it
Homie a right, duck, hit him with the left, bop-bop!
Two to the chin, bop! One to the
One to the ribs, the didn't connect
Dropped him but didn't stomp him cause disrespect, woo!
how I got put on
Tree Top Piru, I got put on
It was hard in the
I was rappin', my homies sellin' hard in the
I know Game cedar block, Dom from the West
That was [?] and Pac, what's his name and his
Just got a call, the homies just got on
Niggas go, we can't hold on

Nigga I'm BPT
West Side, West
TTP, one block, one
400, Spruce
What y'all
Nigga off all beef

I was in the county with lions, of these rappers be lyin'
'Cause I seen 'em, they be quiet, the definition of silence
That's a principle of proof, the definition of
That this nigga is a
chance he get, he dogdin'
Brought back West Coast shit and this the motherfuckin' thanks I get
All the licks I split, the houses I hit
They brought him cases in jail, but a nigga ain't snitch
That's how it's s'posed to go
Held it down, didn't nobody go down
You a date, have my bitch pick you up
Then have one of my top stick you up
I know from 60-0, C-Hood from 10-4
Bone from 40 Crips, that's my kinfolk
My whole family tried to set me but it didn't
Momma know I been bangin' lately