Luyện nghe bài hát Bust a Slug

[Chorus: Trigga - Money Operation]
We decorators
Outlaws with the with the Money Makers
Wu-Tang when we we be regulators
Player haters can't play us 'cause the thugs us
Bust a to save us

Mafia]
Straight missle, spit gristle, snapper time
Pop the tops off of Anaheims, refined
Extortin air time, imported from the Line
Look at my eyes, fake fucks describe
Slap 'em paralyzed, the lies
Kinetic, my word is all I have, trash
Monster mash, half ass on the war
Suffer land, give a fuck, grand the Pan Am
My squad Van Damme, the shit was
VA so tanned, without the beenie rap,
Hoodini rap, Mussolini stack, crash
Kiss the genie lamp, henny big,
No shit, wrong recipe, war speciality
Meet the heat

[Trigga - Money Operation]
Recognize, direct from them cats that
It's that nigga Trigga, Medallion drug dealer
I pace on the reels, no more dough waste
This paper chase got me in the eyes of
Brutalize projects, up with the fake
True villain, when I vacate I'm Chillin
Niggaz spillin, the man, ice grillin
Gats with the muffle, groove on with my
For 25 years of tears and no
Money Makers, Wu-Syndicate takin it,
Let it be clear, Medallion Isle, we
Klik Ga Bow move man, woman and
the swarm, Russ Prez smokin a storm
Far from norm, life live long
Represent, I reside in eternal
Often survivors of abortion, lampin in
Forcin, yea, wrap your in extortions
Yea, big I return hit the porcellain

Knob - K.G.B.]
The K, the G, the B, Ill bring the ruckus
'cause I don't got time for these faggots, frontin
But I'm about to break em out the with the fire
I water, what you order?
You run far from the slaughter
I'm gunnin out whoevers in the
the hitch out, no out
I'm cold bloody, nigga, get rich out
A nigga ditch out for and your family
'cause I don't want nobody layin, me
I'm livin life, profanity,
I'm not sane, insane
When I on the block I gots to push my cane
Got to live in life, baby, times is trife
to be on my side if you playin my wife
No knife come between us, to my Syndicate
Niggaz see this, playa hate and try to be
It's hard to us and you don't wanna be this
you warmin up ya fist, you don't wanna be missed
Buck! Buck! a slug back, what the fuck?

This is yea, three burners, made Tina Turner
Probably you kidin me, my man bust outta me
I was gotta slicin the pot by a three
Dicks for them niggaz that snitch, shot at me?
All up on my shit, pussies plottin days to 'bout a week
Wu-Syndicate, most hypnitated 'cross the
Entire, collapse and raid the empire
Where the at? Cryin, he broke, a damn liar
for the smoke, back room, medallion man croke
Now kneal, no jokes, get back, take it, no damn
Joke, the dough, pussy, stay down, lay down
Napolean, get the duct tape, cave it for cash flow
Biography, million of my get painted robbery
A to Z enyclopedia, photography
Penitentuary rhyme, soft get they ass
Street turn, patiently speakin, you know the
Make bitch niggaz ballerina, pull up they
Smacked up in of your bra, what his man do?
Eyes gluded to my right
Don't me, what that bitch nigga scream?
Runnin through traffic lightnin
My boss screamin, yellin for wifin
You see that shit, hit, Wu-Syndicate
Myalansky, Joe Mafia, Napolean, on
Brando rap, your rolie on
'97 bar, storm door, war was on
'98, a rate, kidnap and solemnly swore
to my pa', give my call, pass the shoe horn
Don't shoot guys, calmly on, totally we groove on
We above your valley cleaner, who clapped, seen her
Black '97 beamer, niggaz ballerina
Niggaz

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