Luyện nghe bài hát Cakes

Shake funky ass, bitch

Yo

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

Son'll stop the dough flowin'
Spotless glowin, shots are blowin'
Pop the C-lock, rollin' waistline and glock is
We keep it out, who not knowin' get your knot blown' in

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

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

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

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

for the W, carry a double-two in the shoe
Iron rubber noose in the bubble goose
Bullets soaked in oil, hot will flame broil
Wu-Tang slang I bang your brain coil

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

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

Got my dick blew in the Range, my keep it true to the game
It ain't no tellin' 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 but life is real
Lead come out of pipes of steel, Rob, kill, or for mills
Spill as I let out and your grill
Nigga don't think to peel, just open shop and dice to grill

Send the six out, bust route
To the brick house, on new terrain, bring the click out
The streets don't see you read, let a clip out
These niggas slip out, they blood drip out

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

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

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

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

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