Luyện nghe bài hát Brownsville

[Incomprehensible], fucking M.O.P. way
Mother M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P. way
Mother fucking M.O.P. way, fucking M.O.P

Brownsville's the place where crews seem the
Cops get knocked down, body only risin'
streets look full to ya, villains look poor to ya
Them niggas'll ya

For your goose Nautica, you got
Stash 'em, son, 'cause there's a niggas broke
And we all got
And you what that means

be open like they smokin' caffeine
Lookin' to do a stick, move and swift
With your [Incomprehensible] on hip, ready to flip
Whenever you empty grip, dip

And get the up out of Dodge
That's if you know, up, kid?
Niggas is gettin' time
the crackers is corrupted

But you got them clockers down at 73rd
That was drug associated the 70's, word
It's skeptic
Livin' crazy ways unprotected

day is a jam
So expect the unexpected, time
1-718, Brownsville,
The housin' be gettin' token

So we're
Be under pressure, gettin'
Villains their dealings
Makin' killings of sales

The theme song of murder, kiddin'
These are forbidden, automatics just be spittin'
And and profound, you get lumped up
Soon as you jump up or get down in Brownsville

Brownsville,
Brownsville,
Brownsville,
Brownsville,

Young punks got guns, now that's a damn
Everybody claim they represent and do they
totin' in cases, hard to believe
The firin' squad'll throw your borough under siege

twin chrome and farmers
Nigga, it's Danze
And I'm double clutchin' my hands
fuckers won't jam

So my man, if your seekin' an advance to grave
the land of the 'Drama Lord'
And the home of the fuckin'
It's hard to trust us 'cause it's mad

We toe tax with for small time hustlers
It's blue steel concealed my sweater
To calm whoever, Duke, I move clever
I keep it steppin' hops when shit be gettin' hot

I step and bop while I stroll my weapon cocked
The hill real, we kill at will
Clack-clack, clack-clack,
Mad in your grill in the 'Ville

Brownsville,
Brownsville,
Brownsville,
Brownsville,

Brownsville, yeah, killings here only retaliation
No cryin', see dying's an everyday thing,
25 niggas by my battlegrounds
I'll move in with 8 thugs that love rounds

You know the
In my streets your be ready to blaze
cash in your stash in case you gotta be Swayze
For twistin' a nigga cap

That's that of M.O.P., who we be? Firing squad of 11233
Clack-clack, whole clips in back
That's thug style, turnin' a section of Brooklyn
the O.K. Corral

Now, flash, razorfied lead, one grazed Ted
Two paralyzed, three
Gunmen fled the
With automatic machinery

Niggas ain't got to lose
And yo it seems to be nigga
Kill or be killed in the 'Ville,
All up and down Mother Gaston, blastin' steel

your stacks and chips in A.C.'s with rims
We be livin' with a Mac and black Tims
this in mind and they might not find you in the river
With the next guy that fly shit Brownsville deliver, nigga

Brownsville,
Brownsville,
Brownsville,
Brownsville,