Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet Klub

[Intro:

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

Banks, up nigga?
go time homie

[Verse 1:
Look, these niggas match what I create
Boy, I'm great
Homie, I used to cracks by the gate (aaahh)
The couple stacks I would with the MAC on my waist
I send a package upstate and have you stabbed in the face
Thought you was while behind the wall (huh)
You vagina (pussy)
Have you poked inside the yard, then youngin off (haha..)
Before the signin, I wore designer, y'all
Dog, I swear we cut from a different kind of (facts)
I'm kinda off, wig shot, your fly across the street
When I off the heat, then I'm ridin off
Goin to get my sucked inside a loft (haha..)
Put Scotty O.G. inside of my (smokin)
Don't call my phone if you tryin to buy it all, I'm the God
Keep it a 1000, I y'all (HAHAHHH..)
I provided with classics, dropped the hardest tape since '94
But I out supplyin raw
Okay, I get it, my is twisted
But considerin my facial image, what spit it the way I spit it?
Think about it, wait a minute... (haha)
I had to give you to think of a name
Cause it might take a
When I dropped Reject 2, I a statement with it
Niggas tough, I prop up, to see what's shaking with it
Let the Beretta knock the of your Lakers fitted
Toss bullets, I'm Troy Aikman with it when he played with
Admit it, I'm one of the greatest it, huh
I raise the bar, flick the razor leave face with scars
Break in your and all that money in your safe is ours
You rap niggas safe at all
My youngin niggas chains at the awards
And then we off
Empty the sticks like 50 shots is off
Kill 'em, back, hit 'em again, we makin' sure, uh

[Hook: Banks]
Uh, you know where the fuck we from,
like a murder one.. (pap pap..)
It's the real year
Blood, sweat, tears and flares

[Verse 2: Banks]
Figured I hit the top those I seen the bottom with
Wrong!
They switched, my circle so I'm standin' out of it (damn)
Episodes of a giant, hand me my
Steal off the table bet he won't have a to count it with (nah)
Fake ass nigga, sign baby a counterfeit
knocked off your counterparts
We're known for breakin' mama (uhh)
Ran out of debatin', die for the fast flip
Cruisin, collectin' flags to wipe my ass with (nigga)
Had to be shit, I'm hearing ghosts
Seein' my disappearin' my feelings broke (uhh)
Being successful bring 'em to tears faster
Keep your.. threats off the wire, buggin' out's my Factor
Uh.. 30 for your square rapper
The hand of God off the vertical, smack ya (uhh)
Shot at me but I never felt a thing, my freezin'
allergic, Valentino handkerchief for sneezin' (yeah)
Drippin' passion, I overdosed twice
all obstacles, I ain't run from shit but po'-lice
Hunger cold nights
a gamble, be damned I don't throw dice
I'm ten spike, high as my show price (uhh)
I bet a semi rise'll clear out all the vibes
It bark like a Shepherd, (bike) like Pennywise (uhh)
Them cruel beginnings of grim chronic and Henny
Ghoul vomit and envy cries for in disguise
I pull your card, make 'em look at you after
Run around on my shit, shittin' and toss it at ya
I was to be on in this era, too off for master
Lash your back your own whip
by stronger laughter (yeah)
Look in my eyes and see the struggle of
The memories of a real niggas here in the flesh
From the view off the top I was mesmerized
Medicine for maniacs, chain-reacts and the ghetto

[Hook: Banks]
Uh, you know where the we from nigga
Sound a murder one
It's the niggas year
Blood, sweat, and bullet flares

[Verse 3:
Yo, in my town we got foul habits, .40 cal
Hustlers plow cash and in a wild fashion
Til agents us around backwards
They know our faces, but to them, we just cases in a file
I'm Louie'd down in brown fabric, this watch I bought to drown sadness
Blame my childhood for how I'm
And the counter then we brown baggin'
The dollar amount stackin', I can see numbers
count backwards
I'm comfy in the bar section, not 'cause I'm rich
I'm certified, I'm nothing like these cross dressers
I believe where the flow got us
I the whole profit, got a plan with rock like the Globetrotters
We straighten out and fold dollars
But I'm still from the days
We ate the bread the mold 'round it
And this a feeling you will never feel, flow impressive
And I perform better the pressure build
Single mothers readin' hustlers, stretchin'
She fed us with the cash for the electric (woo!)
I'm too eclectic, reckless still
I hit the just to chill, like the old days, catch a feel
You see, this paper change a nigga demeanor (seen it)
I seen it dreamers and make 'em into believers (uh huh)
Had you sippin' Ace pullin' up like Ace in the
But you gotta relate to that Ace in the cleaners, AAAHHH!