Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet Club

[Intro:

You know what's up nigga
play stupid nigga

Banks, what's up
It's go homie

[Verse 1:
Look, these niggas can't what I create, I'm actually great
Homie, I used to cracks by the gate
The couple stacks I would make went to Mac on my
I send a package upstate and have you stabbed in the face
Thought you was safe behind the wall, you vagina soft
Had you inside the yard, the youngin sliding off
the Shady signing, I wore designer, y'all
Dawg, I swear we cut from a different of cloth
I'm off, wig shot your brains fly across the street
When I fire off the heat, I'm riding off
get my dick sucked inside a loft
With Scotty O.G. inside of my (smoking)
Don't my phone if you ain't tryna buy it all
I'm the God, keep it a thousand, I inspire
I provided y'all classics, dropped the hardest tape since '94
But I out supplying raw
Okay, I get it, my face is
But considering my facial image, nigga spit the way I spit it?
Think about it, wait a minute
I had to you time to think of a name 'cause it might take a minute
When I dropped Reject 2, I made a statement it
Niggas talk tough, I prop up, to see shaking with it
Let the Beretta knock the letters of your Lakers
Toss bullets, I'm Troy with it when he played with Emmitt
it, I'm one of the greatest with it
I raise the bar, set the razor in your with scar
in your place and all that money in your safe is ours
You rap ain't safe at all
My youngest taking niggas at the awards and then we skatin' off
Empty the like 50 shots is sprayin' off
Kill 'em, back, hit 'em again, we makin' sure
Uh

Lloyd Banks]
Uh
You know where the fuck we
Niggas like a murder one
the real niggas, yeah
Blood, sweat, and bullet flares

[Verse 2: Banks]
Figured I hit the top with those I seen the bottom with went
They switch, my so small I'm standing out of it
Episodes of a giant, hand me my
Still off the table, bet he have a family to count it with
Fake ass sign your baby a counterfeit
knocked off your counterparts
We for breakin' mama hearts
Ran out of patience debatin' die for the fast
Cruisin', Confederate flags to wipe my ass with
Had to be killin' shit, I'm ghosts
Seein' my disappearing, my feelings broke
Being successful will bring 'em to faster
Keep your threats off the wire, buggin out is my fear
30 rounds for your rapper
The hand of God off to vertical smack ya
You shot at me but I never felt a thing, my diamonds
Hater allergic, Valentino for sneezing
with passion, I overdosed twice
Aced all obstacles, I ain't run shit but the po-lice
Hunger balance cold
Life's a gamble but I don't throw dice
I'm ten toes spike, as my show price
I bet a semi rise'll clear out all the vibes
Bark like a shepherd, like Pennywise
Them crew beginnings of grim chronic and Henny
Blue vomit and envy cries for cowards in
I pull ya card, make 'em at ya awkward after
Run on my gorilla shit, shittin' and toss it at ya
I was to be on in this era to off a master
Lashing backwards own whip, followed by stronger laughter
Look in my and see the struggle of success
The memories of a real niggas here in the flesh
the view off the mountain top, I was mesmerized
Medicine for maniacs, reacts and the ghetto fried

Lloyd Banks]
Uh
You know where the fuck we
Niggas sound a murder one
It's the real niggas,
Blood, sweat, tears and bullet

[Verse 3:
Yo, in my town we got habits, 40 cal. packers
plow cash and trap in a wild fashion
Till agents us around backwards
They know our faces, but to them, we just cases in a file
I'm [?] in brown fabric, just watch I bought the brown sadness
my childhood for how I'm actin'
We the counter then we brown baggin'
The dollar amount stackin', I can see numbers
Hustlers count
I'm somewhat comfy in the bar section, not I'm rich
'Cause I'm certified, I'm like these crossdressers
I can't believe where the got us
I the whole profit, got a plan with rock like the Globetrotters
We straighten beef out 4 dollars
But I'm still humble from the days we ate the with the mold 'round it
And this a feeling you will never feel, flow still
And I perform when the pressure build
Single mothers readin' hustlers mills
She fed us with the for the electric bill
I'm too eclectic, mouth still
I hit the hood to chill, like the old days, catch a feel
You see, this could change a nigga demeanor
I seen it take dreamers and make 'em believers
Had you sippin' Ace up like Ace in the Beamer
But first you gotta relate to that ace and the