Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet Club

[Intro:

You niggas know what's up
play stupid nigga

Banks, what's up
go time homie

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

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

[Verse 2: Lloyd
Figured I hit the top with those I seen the bottom with wrong
switch, my circle so small I'm standing out of it
Episodes of a giant, me my monument
off the table, bet he won't have a family to count it with
Fake ass niggas sign your baby a
Limbs knocked off your
We known for mama hearts
Ran out of patience debatin' die for the flip
Cruisin', collectin' Confederate to wipe my ass with
Had to be shit, I'm hearin' ghosts
Seein' my disappearing, my feelings broke
Being successful bring 'em to tears faster
your threats off the wire, buggin out is my fear factor
30 rounds for square rapper
The hand of God off to vertical rear ya
You shot at me but I never a thing, my diamonds freezing
Hater allergic, Valentino for sneezing
Grippin' with passion, I twice
Aced all obstacles, I ain't run shit but the po-lice
Hunger balance cold
Life's a but damn I don't throw dice
I'm ten toes spike, high as my show
I bet a semi rise'll out all the petty vibes
Bark like a shepherd, like Pennywise
Them crew beginnings of grim chronic and Henny
Blue vomit and envy cries for in disguise
I pull ya card, make 'em look at ya awkward
Run around on my gorilla shit, shittin' and it at ya
I was to be on in this era to off a master
Lashing your own whip, followed by stronger laughter
Look in my and see the struggle of success
The of a hundred real niggas here in the flesh
From the view off the top, I was mesmerized
Medicine for maniacs, chain and the ghetto fried

[Chorus: Lloyd
Uh
You know the fuck we from
sound like 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
Hustlers cash and trap in a wild fashion
Till agents chase us around
They know our faces, but to them, we cases in a file cabinet
I'm [?] in that brown fabric, just I bought the brown sadness
my childhood for how I'm actin'
We leave the counter we brown baggin'
The dollar amount stackin', I can see them
Hustlers backwards
I'm somewhat in the bar section, not 'cause I'm rich
'Cause I'm certified, I'm nothing these crossdressers
I believe where the flow 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 bread with the mold it
And this a feeling you will never feel, impressive still
And I perform better when the build
Single mothers hustlers stretchin' mills
She fed us the cash for the electric bill
I'm too eclectic, mouth reckless
I hit the hood just to chill, the old days, catch a feel
You see, this paper could change a demeanor
I seen it take and make 'em into believers
Had you Ace pullin' up like Ace in the Beamer
But first you relate to that ace and the cleaners