Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet Klub

[Intro:

You niggas what's up nigga
play stupid nigga

Banks, up nigga?
go time homie

[Verse 1:
Look, these can't match what I create
Boy, I'm great
Homie, I to stash cracks by the gate (aaahh)
The stacks I would make with the MAC on my waist
I could send a package and have you stabbed in the face
Thought you was safe while behind the (huh)
You vagina (pussy)
Have you poked inside the yard, then slidin off (haha..)
Before the signin, I wore designer, y'all
Dog, I swear we cut from a 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
to get my dick sucked inside a loft (haha..)
Put Scotty O.G. inside of my (smokin)
call my phone if you ain't tryin to buy it all, I'm the God
Keep it a 1000, I y'all (HAHAHHH..)
I provided y'all with classics, dropped the hardest since '94
But I started out raw
Okay, I get it, my face is
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 take a minute
When I Reject 2, I made a statement with it
Niggas tough, I prop up, to see what's shaking with it
Let the Beretta knock the letters of Lakers fitted
Toss bullets, I'm Troy Aikman with it he played with Emmitt
it, I'm one of the greatest with 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 ain't safe at all
My takin niggas chains at the awards
And we skatin off
the sticks like 50 shots is sprayin off
Kill 'em, back, hit 'em again, we makin' sure, uh

[Hook: Banks]
Uh, you where the fuck we from, nigga
Sound like a one.. (pap pap..)
It's the real niggas
Blood, sweat, and bullet flares

[Verse 2: Lloyd
Figured I hit the top with those I seen the bottom
Wrong!
switched, my circle so small I'm standin' out of it (damn)
Episodes of a giant, me my monument
Steal off the table bet he have a family to count it with (nah)
ass nigga, sign your baby a counterfeit
Limbs off your counterparts
known for breakin' mama hearts (uhh)
Ran out of debatin', die for the fast flip
Cruisin, collectin' Confederate flags to wipe my ass (nigga)
Had to be shit, I'm hearing ghosts
Seein' my folks disappearin' my feelings (uhh)
successful will bring 'em to tears faster
Keep your.. threats off the wire, out's my Fear Factor
Uh.. 30 rounds for your rapper
The hand of God off the vertical, rear'll ya (uhh)
Shot at me but I never a thing, my diamonds freezin'
Hate allergic, handkerchief for sneezin' (yeah)
Drippin' with passion, I twice
Aced all obstacles, I ain't run from but po'-lice
balance cold nights
Life's a gamble, be damned I throw dice
I'm ten toes spike, high as my show (uhh)
I bet a semi rise'll out all the petty vibes
It bark like a Shepherd, bite (bike) Pennywise (uhh)
Them cruel beginnings of chronic and Henny eyes
Ghoul and envy cries for cowards 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 and see the struggle of success
The memories of a hundred real niggas here in the
From the off the mountain top I was mesmerized
Medicine for maniacs, chain-reacts and the fried

Lloyd Banks]
Uh, you where the fuck we from nigga
Sound like a one
It's the niggas year
Blood, sweat, and bullet flares

[Verse 3:
Yo, in my we got foul habits, .40 cal packers
Hustlers plow cash and trap in a fashion
Til agents chase us backwards
They our faces, but to them, we just cases in a file cabinet
I'm Louie'd down in that brown fabric, watch I bought to drown sadness
my childhood for how I'm actin'
And the counter then we brown baggin'
The amount stackin', I can see them numbers
Hustlers backwards
I'm somewhat comfy in the bar section, not I'm rich
Cause I'm certified, I'm like these cross dressers
I can't believe the flow got us
I kept the profit, got a plan with rock like the Globetrotters
We straighten beef out and fold
But I'm still humble from the
We ate the bread with the mold it
And this a feeling you will never feel, flow still
And I perform when the pressure build
Single mothers hustlers, stretchin' meals
She fed us the cash for the electric bill (woo!)
I'm too eclectic, mouth reckless
I hit the hood just to chill, like the old days, catch a
You see, this paper could change a demeanor (seen it)
I seen it take dreamers and make 'em into (uh huh)
Had you sippin' Ace pullin' up Ace in the Beamer
But first you relate to that Ace in the cleaners, AAAHHH!