Luyện nghe bài hát Bust a Slug

[Chorus: - Money Makin' Operation]
We decorators
Outlaws with the force with the Money
Wu-Tang when we bang we be
Player haters can't play us 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, fucks describe
Slap 'em paralyzed, analyze the
Kinetic, my word is all I have, slaughter
Monster mash, half ass on the war
Suffer land, give a fuck, crashin the Pan Am
My squad Van Damme, the was suntan
VA so tanned, the beenie rap, who?
Hoodini rap, Mussolini stack, Lambourghini
Kiss the genie lamp, henny big,
No shit, wrong recipe, war speciality
Meet the heat

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

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

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

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