Luyện nghe bài hát Butter Knives

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

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

Aiyo, chef that fly with a meat cleaver
Swing on a young nigga, smack flames at him, no gun
Leave him with a buck, the fuck
(They say a swordsman)
Get that little,

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

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

The emperor of lords, kings get clapped in they dome
Get your rushed and I ain't 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 the spot thirty times
All my niggas old school robbers, do it do
I got a sixty-two, a pair of goggles

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

shooters, eye-wear Rugers
Stars and swords in of the building, five thousand students
cops they know him
(They say a swordsman)
You already that, man

Diamond up, double O sevens, come through,
Back to the Hill in a second,
Sons jump in front of them bullets, me up in the bullet
Stay cool, I got shit, where ya

Hurricane slammers, clips and cannons
Back of the building the jammers
Live well, eat well, to the Terrordome, sleep well
Who don't beefing? Keep shells

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

I got butter knives like you got knives
Come huddling, run through the spot 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 through with cedar
going down, only in the town
Your heart get tested and gun play is only an

Get down,
(They say a swordsman)