Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet Klub

[Intro:

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

Banks, up nigga?
It's go homie

[Verse 1:
Look, these niggas can't match I create
Boy, I'm great
Homie, I used to cracks by the gate (aaahh)
The couple stacks I make with the MAC on my waist
I could send a package upstate and have you stabbed in the
Thought you was safe while the wall (huh)
You vagina (pussy)
you poked inside the yard, then youngin slidin off (haha..)
Before the Shady signin, I designer, y'all
Dog, I we cut from a different kind of cloth (facts)
I'm kinda off, wig shot, your fly across the street
When I fire off the heat, I'm ridin off
Goin to get my dick inside a loft (haha..)
Put Scotty O.G. of my cigar (smokin)
Don't call my phone if you tryin to buy it all, I'm the God
Keep it a 1000, I inspire (HAHAHHH..)
I provided y'all 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 nigga it the way I spit it?
Think it, I'll wait a minute... (haha)
I had to give you to think of a name
Cause it might a minute
When I dropped 2, I made a statement with it
talk tough, I prop up, to see what's shaking with it
Let the Beretta knock the letters of your fitted
Toss bullets, I'm Troy Aikman with it when he played Emmitt
Admit it, I'm one of the with it, huh
I raise the bar, flick the razor your face with scars
in your place and all that money in your safe is ours
You rap ain't safe at all
My youngin takin niggas chains at the
And then we off
Empty the sticks like 50 shots is off
Kill 'em, back, hit 'em again, we makin' sure, uh

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

[Verse 2: Lloyd
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)
ass nigga, sign your baby a counterfeit
Limbs knocked off counterparts
We're known for breakin' mama (uhh)
Ran out of patience debatin', die for the flip
Cruisin, collectin' Confederate to wipe my ass with (nigga)
Had to be shit, I'm hearing ghosts
Seein' my folks disappearin' my broke (uhh)
Being will bring 'em to tears faster
Keep your.. threats off the wire, out's my Fear Factor
Uh.. 30 rounds for square rapper
The hand of God off the vertical, smack ya (uhh)
Shot at me but I never a thing, my diamonds freezin'
Hate allergic, Valentino for sneezin' (yeah)
Drippin' with passion, I twice
Aced all obstacles, I ain't run shit but po'-lice
balance cold nights
Life's a gamble, be I don't throw dice
I'm ten toes spike, high as my price (uhh)
I bet a semi rise'll clear out all the vibes
It like a Shepherd, bite (bike) like Pennywise (uhh)
Them cruel beginnings of grim and Henny eyes
Ghoul vomit and envy for cowards in disguise
I pull your card, 'em look at you awkward after
Run on my Gorilla shit, shittin' and toss it at ya
I was meant to be on in era, too off for master
Lash your back with your own
Followed by stronger (yeah)
Look in my eyes and see the struggle of
The memories of a hundred real here in the flesh
the view off the mountain top I was mesmerized
Medicine for maniacs, chain-reacts and the ghetto

[Hook: Lloyd
Uh, you know where the fuck we nigga
Sound like a one
the real niggas year
Blood, sweat, tears and flares

3: Benny]
Yo, in my we got foul habits, .40 cal packers
Hustlers plow cash and in a wild fashion
Til agents chase us 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
my childhood for how I'm actin'
And leave the counter then we baggin'
The dollar amount stackin', I can see them
Hustlers count
I'm somewhat comfy in the bar section, not 'cause I'm
Cause I'm certified, I'm nothing these cross dressers
I believe where the flow got us
I kept the whole profit, got a plan with rock the Globetrotters
We straighten beef out and dollars
But I'm still humble the days
We ate the bread the mold 'round it
And this a feeling you will never feel, impressive still
And I perform better when the build
mothers readin' hustlers, stretchin' meals
She fed us with the cash for the bill (woo!)
I'm too eclectic, mouth reckless
I hit the just to chill, like the old days, catch a feel
You see, this could change a nigga demeanor (seen it)
I seen it take dreamers and '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!