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 rhyme right 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, it's that
Special made, high powered, special forces
up, what up, what up?

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

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

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

The emperor of lords, kings 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 with the of the hustling

I got butter knives you got butter knives
Come through huddling, run through the spot 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 and the roasters
Can't come with cedar toasters
going down, only in the town
Your heart get tested and gun play is only an

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

Diamond up, double O sevens, through, 1-8-7
Back to the Hill in a second,
Sons jump in front of bullets, push me up in the bullet
cool, I got shit, where ya weapon?

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 and criminals in they heart
Play of this 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 through huddling, run through the thirty times
All my niggas old robbers, do what it do
I got a sixty-two, a black pair of

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)