Luyện nghe bài hát Butter Knives

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

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

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

Who give a fuck if a swordsman, I'm a gunman, I run from nothing
Chain came from days and pumping
Wire cell with on, drawers is colorful
I do this, nigga, raw style

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

The emperor of slang lords, kings get clapped in they
Get throne rushed and I ain't got a gun on
High power ninjas who you, lay a gun on
Drinking with the of the hustling

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

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

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

Diamond up, O sevens, come through, 1-8-7
to the Hill in a second, yeah
Sons in front of them bullets, push me up in the bullet
Stay cool, I got shit, where ya

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

I flow the souls of sharks and criminals in they heart
Play parts of in detail
Well carried mannered, blampers, ninjas black
Pop up on and vanished
(They say a swordsman)

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

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

Get down,
(They say a swordsman)