Luyện nghe bài hát Buzzin'

Da 5'9"]
Yeah!
Welcome to the M.I.C niggaz!
We niggaz!
two!
Oh yeah, by the way, y'all know what my motherfuckin' is

Uh oh..

I am (Bzzz)
Buzzin', my and the streets be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', til I kill mother, your brother
Buzzin', the and the jeeps be (Bzzz)
three or four of your cousins it's nothin' (Bzzz)

"He really from the hood nigga
If I catch him in the I'ma" (Bzzz)
1]

Buzz him, I ride with them all day
I you to pop a
Blocka, I'm off my
I've lost my
Silent, you all findin, Hoffa
man brought my nine
Sixth man off my (I'm off!)
Industry heads off my
Centipede leg niggaz me (Follow me!)
Yeah nigga, off liquor
Walk back by him, spit lead to the head, off my mind
Go ahead nigga, talk crime shh
that, spark that nine shh, walk that fine
Rhymin' to be in a chalk outline
Line, in between, talk and sparkin' that
Entire get bought, like ???
I am, the scatter that rather by triumph
Breakin' back, we giants
gettin' slapped by Goliath
That that I am, him
But don't mean ???
In the back chillin', be quiet
The gatling's, ???
You have to be blind, to not see the black and sign
Peekin' at no who's eyein'
I done had it in babblin'
Readin' he'd be leavin the baddest lyin'
I am that dude quietly shootin' that proof iron
In a of some sort of fabulous new science (new science)
I am (Bzzz)

Buzzin', my and the streets be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', the and the jeeps be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', til I kill your mother, brother
three or of your cousins like it's nothin' (Bzzz)

"He ain't really from the hood
If I catch him in the I'ma" (Bzzz)
him

Everything y'all love I'm
2]
'Ready die, fuck em
hustler, dude in a tank
We will do it til the ends
Do it it's noon
Do a clown, now who a do a nigga can't
Do it til it's again
Do it til it's new
Do it til he to you, who to you, can't
Flow no more, no tool, no
No rules, no do's in the blanks
Oh no (Oh no!) won't go assumin' who you think, gon'
Won't be leavin here than you think
The party ain't over til I'm my drink
Imma dollars up from hollerin' "Oo I can't!"
Up and at em', til tomorrow while I choose my
There be dudes that I pay while I move my rank (yeah)
wit' my weight (yeah)
Do whoever ain't (yeah)
There player, only shoes in the paint
go until there's no more room in the bank
I'm just y'all niggaz, sittin' on tall
Til the law, need invisible legit small
The minute, the hits is out I y'all get it
The fickle now admits, as I spit it
I'm as sick as "Good Lord, just him
Get a good load of him. Hits is hittin like hitlaw did 'em"
The villian, tap the nigga next to you
Tell him, "I don't him either. Let's kill him"
Ya'll niggaz sound (Bzzz)

Buzzin', my names and the be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', the and the jeeps be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', til I kill mother, your brother
three or four of your cousins like nothin' (Bzzz)
"He ain't really from the hood

If I catch him in the I'ma" (Bzzz)
him

Everything y'all I'm touchin'
'Ready die, fuck 'em (fuck em)