Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Get Enough of It

QBC
About to take over area
Yo

Left to right, the life, guard my castle
When at you, take it to the gats if I have to
It's the hassle, thugs I suppose squeeze
Turn that ass to Swiss cheese, permanent holes
And to them hoes, you how it go, no dough
'Cuz they subject to wakin' with and go crazy
Yeah, bangin', baby, Havoc representin' for them niggaz
don't trick, lady less, just associates
Appropriate, no doubt, but it

I love this rap got me fillin' mad clips
Perhaps it's them fake rappers, but they damn good
population, through the math I subtract them
You no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggaz ain't worth the punch, snatch ya
Pitbull attack ya, and snap ya
moments I capture, like an escaped convict
Pearl Harbor, shit
Handle B-I, on some shit

I can't get enough of it, the rough shit, lyrics
My appearance is thug, rap ritual
For every dollar gotta nigga's chiseled, the slug sizzle
Pistol-whip tight, night
380's in the prophecy, the bigger I got
Handle B I, a C I, snuff a C O
you see, I'm the Total, vocals is low blow
Barely soldierable the man from Nahwan
(Nahwan)

Toe to toe complex the next expert, who's in
Episode, ya can't control fascination
Hell is the name, two guns that the same
Frame of thought change, we live then we abort
Polo Sport, catch a nigga on his sports
Talk back I'll ya jacked, rap format, I'm hostile
Wild out for snakeness foul
General G, blowin' Dutches in the

Yo, the NYC, M O B B thug
(And my shit)
I can't get of it
Either fuck with it or fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily
When my attack you got your knot split, aiyyo

I can't get of it
Either fuck with it, or fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of the crazily bent
When my cats you got your knot split
We out to win and that's it, we out to win it this

It's like this kid,
We shut it down like the and blast like fresh tecs
Out the box, we outbox, get
notes nigga, best check the index
Look over anything that you might've
You the part with some unified terrorists
Pirates, off the ship, and mad starvin'
to land and now we runnin wild poundin'

On imbecile niggaz who got they feet grounded
Precise, shots split ya skin's top
We sent pops, you from two blocks
Don't run up on you chargin, hot shit, he felt it, alarmin
Shockin', shit, left you crawlin'
Dangerous, umm, and ready to
This hot, your flesh start to boilin' hot
Rhymes solid like a lead pipe, that bleeds your

headed niggaz get knocked out a lot
Kick down your chain-locked door, we spot
My clique got a deadbolt lock, you not Duke
Stormin' the crowd, hard to see comin' through
(Watch out, watch out, watch out, comin' through, comin' kid)

Spill my over-proof is drippin' from my
Lay on the wall and all y'all
You can't injure a ninja who crept and took
Surrounded by crime cats, for tap jaws
Leave red stains on clothes, carpets and
up

Aiyyo, we like the Tunnel and jam like broke gats
One and oh, nigga go check the stats
QB, yeah, that hold weight and ring bells
All you niggaz and it ain't hard to tell
clientele, the Infamous cartel
Catch a fifty, them stars we scar well
luck, got gassed up and starstruck

Then got stuck in one stroke, the Mobb
Laid up, sippin' all of shit, get ya chick bent
Talk the to death til' there's no info left
Homicidal clepto, the lye leaf I'm petrol
Regulate the Metropolitan, niggaz bodied in
In the lobby-in, the door, it ain't safe, kid
Take it how you take it, grab a hold and it

Yo, the NYC, M O B B shit
(And my shit)
I can't get of it
Either fuck with it or fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of the crazily bent
When my cats attack you got your split, aiyyo

I can't get of it
fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a of the crowd crazily bent
my cats attack you got your knot split
We out to win and that's it, we out to win it like

my shit, yo