Luyện nghe bài hát Cakes

Shake your funky ass,

Yo

Yo, we divide to rise the stakes
Me and my apes die for papes, bust heat and hide jake
Up in the skyscrape, on top of the
Back yourself the wall, gun brawl, kid, I end it for all y'all
(Shake that bitch)

stop the dough from flowin'
Spotless rock glowin, are blowin'
Pop the C-lock, waistline and glock is showin'
We keep it thugged out, who not knowin' get your knot in

Yo yo, Bob Digital and G Rap, we set the booby trap
African wiz wit the gat inside her wrap
Derelict rhyme crabs, you rappin' for a Scooby
Foul-tongued bitch, you bound to lick my crack

Verbal pellets spray, tec makes my amex
slap on my snare drum son could break necks
You get yanked up and spanked up, face shanked up
Who the raise your rank up?

I blow your up, pop the lock on a cop handcuff
Puff a dutch of dust, bust the up and snuff out the judge
Fuck a cell block, top capsule, the mailbox
It's heavy-bone birds glock in the nail shop

One the strip, a sip, twist the L top
The God jewels son sound like a third shock
The gold cross bone, doorag, universal
at the turbo charge and purple herbal drag

Known for the W, carry a in the shoe
Iron rubber noose in the bubble goose
Bullets soaked in oil, hot heat will flame
Wu-Tang slang I bang makes your coil

Gods we known to stack cakes
Desert Queen projects son, bake cakes
Uptown Pilan dogs, you make
Cold Medina sons, they known to take

Yo, we have the Wu-Tang, we let bang
how we do thangs, that's how we move thangs
Shoes paid wit two in the brain, keep the ice blue in the
Me and the RZ' quick wit two of dames

Got my dick blew in the Range, my nigga keep it to the game
It no tellin' what I do to you lames
If my mood change, to aim, do you and your dudes the same
Go against grain and a fame

Who claim life in the thug lane but life is
Lead come out of pipes of steel, Rob, kill, or for mills
Spill as I let out and slice your
Nigga don't twice to peel, just open shop and dice to grill

the six out, bust crib route
To the brick house, steppin' on new terrain, bring the out
The streets don't wanna see you read, let a out
These slip out, make they blood drip out

Yo we the cakes to rise the stakes
Me and my apes die for papes, heat and hide from jake
Up in the skyscrape, on top of the
Back is up against the wall, gun brawl, kid, I end it for all

The flood'll the dough from flowin'
Spotless glowin', shots I'm blowin'
Pop the C-lock, waistline, the glock is showin'
We it thugged out, who not knowin' get your knot blown' in

We said Pilan dogs, you make cakes
Cold sons, you known to take cakes
Desert project wizes, they bake cakes

Gods, we known to stack cakes
Uptown Pilan dogs, you make
Cold sons is known to take cakes
Desert Queen project cats, bake cakes

Shaolin Gods, we known to cakes
Desert project cats, they bake cakes
Shaolin Gods is known to cakes
Uptown dogs, you make cakes
Cold Medina son is bound to cakes