Luyện nghe bài hát Butter Knives

(They say a swordsman)
Back to that fly
(They say a swordsman)
Silicone Valley good shit, here, boy
More on this rhyme right here, boy
Take ya'll back to the of the muthafucking 1-6-O, oh shit

Yo, lord, that Wu shit
You know what it is, that muthafucking
Special made, powered, special made forces
What up, up, what up?

Aiyo, aiyo that fly with a meat cleaver
Swing on a nigga, smack flames at him, no gun neither
him with a buck, what the fuck
(They say a swordsman)
Get little, nigga

Who a fuck if he's a swordsman, I'm a gunman, I run from nothing
Chain came from rent and pumping
Wire cell valor's on, drawers is colorful
I do this, forever nigga, raw

Phillies, fly by willies, can't come through
Unless your vehicle, three hundred chain,
Laying in the with the killas, the Coupes and villains
No rims, we just for the millions

The emperor of slang lords, get clapped in they dome
Get your throne rushed and I got a gun on
High power ninjas who you, lay a gun on
Drinking the best of the hustling

I got butter like you got butter knives
Come through huddling, run through the thirty times
All my old school robbers, do what it do
I got a sixty-two, a pair of goggles

FILA approachers, the Bee Hives, the and the roasters
Can't come with cedar toasters
It's going down, in the town
Your heart get tested and gun play is only an

Flying shooters, Rugers
and swords in front of the building, five thousand students
Cocaine cops they him
(They say a swordsman)
You know that, man

Diamond up, double O sevens, come through,
Back to the in a second, yeah
Sons in front of them bullets, push me up in the bullet
cool, I got shit, where ya weapon?

Hurricane slammers, earthquake clips and
of the building with the jammers
Live well, eat well, to the Terrordome, sleep well
Who don't like Keep shells

I flow with the souls of sharks and in they heart
Play of this in detail
Well carried mannered, blampers, black down
Pop up on spots and
(They say a swordsman)

I got butter knives like you got knives
Come through huddling, run the spot thirty times
All my niggas old robbers, do what it do
I got a sixty-two, a black of goggles

FILA approachers, the Bee Hives, the vultures and the
Can't come through with toasters
going down, only in the town
Your get tested and gun play is only an investment

Get down,
(They say a swordsman)