Luyện nghe bài hát Bust a Slug

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

[Joe
missle, spit false gristle, snapper time
Pop the tops off of Anaheims, tropic
Extortin air time, imported from the Mason-Dixon
Look at my frigid eyes, fake fucks
Slap 'em paralyzed, analyze the
Kinetic, my word is all I have, slaughter
mash, half ass on the war path
Suffer land, give a fuck, grand the Pan Am
My squad Van Damme, the was suntan
VA so tanned, without the rap, who?
rap, Mussolini stack, Lambourghini crash
Kiss the lamp, henny big, excellency
No fake shit, recipe, war speciality
Meet the heat

[Trigga - Money Operation]
Recognize, direct them cats that fantasize
It's that Trigga, Medallion Isle drug dealer
I slaughter pace on the reels, no more waste
This paper got me in the eyes of snakes
Brutalize projects, caught up with the
True villain, when I I'm Cold Chillin
spillin, picture the man, ice grillin
Gats the muffle, groove on with my hustle
For 25 of tears and no fears
Money Makers, takin it, yeah
Let it be clear, Isle, we foul
Klik Ga Bow move man, woman and
the swarm, Russ Prez smokin a storm
Far from norm, life legacy long
Represent, I in eternal torment
Often survivors of abortion, lampin in
Forcin, yea, wrap tear in extortions
Yea, big before I hit the porcellain

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

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

(x3)]

Trigga]
decorators, yea, yea
Poison Clan...