Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet Club

[Intro:

You niggas know what's up
Don't play nigga

Banks, up nigga?
It's go time

1: Conway]
Look, niggas can't match what I create, I'm actually great
Homie, I to stash cracks by the gate
The couple stacks I would went to Mac on my waist
I send a package upstate and have you stabbed in the face
Thought you was while behind the wall, you vagina soft
Had you poked the yard, the youngin sliding off
Before the signing, I wore designer, y'all
Dawg, I swear we cut from a kind of cloth
I'm kinda off, wig your brains fly across the street
When I fire off the heat, then I'm off
Wanna get my sucked inside a loft
Scotty O.G. inside of my cigar (smoking)
Don't call my phone if you tryna buy it all
I'm the God, keep it a thousand, I y'all
I provided y'all with classics, dropped the tape since '94
But I out supplying raw
Okay, I get it, my face is
But considering my facial image, what spit the way I spit it?
Think about it, I'll wait a
I had to give you time to think of a name 'cause it might take a
When I dropped Reject 2, I made a with it
Niggas tough, I prop up, to see what's shaking with it
Let the Beretta knock the letters of your Lakers
Toss bullets, I'm Aikman with it when he played with Emmitt
Admit it, I'm one of the with it
I the bar, set the razor in your face with scar
Break in your place and all that in your safe is ours
You rap niggas safe at all
My youngest taking niggas chains at the awards and then we off
Empty the sticks like 50 is sprayin' off
Kill 'em, double back, hit 'em again, we sure
Uh

Lloyd Banks]
Uh
You know where the we from
Niggas sound a murder one
the real niggas, yeah
Blood, sweat, tears and bullet

2: Lloyd Banks]
Figured I hit the top with those I seen the with went wrong
They switch, my so small I'm standing out of it
of a giant, hand me my monument
Still off the table, bet he won't have a family to count it
Fake ass sign your baby a counterfeit
Limbs knocked off your
We known for breakin' hearts
Ran out of debatin' die for the fast flip
Cruisin', collectin' flags to wipe my ass with
Had to be killin' shit, I'm ghosts
my folks disappearing, my feelings broke
Being successful will bring 'em to faster
Keep your threats off the wire, buggin out is my factor
30 rounds for your square
The hand of God off to vertical smack ya
You shot at me but I never felt a thing, my diamonds
Hater allergic, handkerchief for sneezing
with passion, I overdosed twice
Aced all obstacles, I ain't run shit but the po-lice
balance cold nights
Life's a but damn I don't throw dice
I'm ten toes spike, as my show price
I bet a rise'll clear out all the petty vibes
Bark like a shepherd, bike Pennywise
Them crew beginnings of grim chronic and Henny
Blue vomit and envy cries for in disguise
I pull ya card, 'em look at ya awkward after
Run around on my shit, shittin' and toss it at ya
I was meant to be on in this era to off a
Lashing backwards own whip, followed by stronger laughter
Look in my eyes and see the of success
The of a hundred real niggas here in the flesh
the view off the mountain top, I was mesmerized
Medicine for maniacs, chain reacts and the fried

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

3: Benny]
Yo, in my town we got foul habits, 40 cal.
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 that brown fabric, just watch I bought the brown
my childhood for how I'm actin'
We the counter then we brown baggin'
The amount stackin', I can see them numbers
Hustlers backwards
I'm somewhat in the bar section, not 'cause I'm rich
'Cause I'm certified, I'm nothing like these
I believe where the flow got us
I the whole profit, got a plan with rock like the Globetrotters
We straighten out with 4 dollars
But I'm still humble the days we ate the bread with the mold 'round it
And this a feeling you will never feel, flow still
And I perform better when the pressure
Single mothers hustlers stretchin' mills
She fed us with the cash for the electric
I'm too eclectic, mouth still
I hit the hood just to chill, like the old days, catch a
You see, paper could change a nigga demeanor
I it take dreamers and make 'em into believers
Had you sippin' Ace up like Ace in the Beamer
But first you gotta relate to ace and the cleaners