Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Gang

Yeah, what the

Lox
Louch, Jadakiss, Styles too
Blackrob, what the fuck, all up in mother fucker

Bad boy
Stay back

Ay yo, you want 15 G's stuffed in my pocket?
Nigga stop it, that bullshit you talking go reherse at Rockets
Puff lye I pay dues, nigga with a tattoo
The thin Ha (Yonkers slang), these motherfuckers gonna watch the

When I say I my shit, believe it all the way
And the summer times where the show where one in her leg
If you could walk still, every in Yonkers be hot still
With miners that will bust you down faster cops kill
still front and step to you, falsley accused
that they shot and you can still be the judge boo
I die for my 354 niggas, with the young stoned
Lox are my heart, niggas
Sheek it to you, like a bitch with a disease
that got on her lips and wish and hope you bleed
So if you it, Fuck It!
In the Benz be there, you gonna rot like
a dead Luco (spanish slang) the stairs

Rob]
Yeah yo, I that ass through the E-R, now I'm out the D-R
in New York, y'all was looking for the Hee Haw
Lads is us, we are four of the baddest
I'm the one go stick you for all the cabage
The icon, doing this shit since
ass niggas like you, I keep my eye on
I rake em, em, like smoke from Peter Ross
Then I hold em, em, work hard to be the boss
My is Kumb-a-i, or else I'm attackin'
Dukes frontin acting they toughest then napkins
Spittin', bullshit crimes I stay hittin'
not forgeting, the crimes and ass whippings
The whole 9, I dont waste time, I brace from the waistlines
is scared to face mine
See I'm a criminal, so this interview
I'ma a few, Fuck It! Could we sin a few?
I put one into you, I to God
It's time y'all niggas pay homage to Rob

You can catch me on the low with a bitch,
I got flow while she's bagging her
Comin' in a '98 wagon, lavender shit
imagine the shit, to be like packing the clip
Cop in the truck the S-C cockin' to
You can find me with my enemy his blunt
When I'm niggas ask which block do I want
My is lumped, find me on a yacht with a blunt
What you about daimonds, nigga knockin' the pump
on my spare time I learned to market Heron
I'm gettin' valuble, with stuff off the Malibu
Science is the and it's all mathematical
white Porche, licence plate "radical"
It's real when the in Cali get mad at you
forget that, Lox the block want the shit back
And I was in the first place, the hit backs

Let me get back like Jada, 'rabs than 3-ey-doe
get the potatoe and clap at niggas in brod
You know the flow, where it come and where it go
or where it's gonna be at, where we at
I you if you think I'm jiggy with the Puff,
and still sellin' forty-thousand a week so Fuck You!
Three niggas you want none of make your insides
Feel the summer you gettin' Dumber & Dumber
we get smarter and smarter, makin' shit harder and harder
Til this rap like the Carter
I'm Nino, is raw steemed from casinos
And Sheek is the boss of the Hennisey
We millions, you talking C-notes
you used to stash dope in a sea coach, couldn't play though
You the Kiss, on the low in the mist
Blowin' roach and sipping Red Ally and Moe with a
When my flip, see how cute you look,
In the box the suit on like you used to look
Hard body with a purple future look
Future crook, the same nigga who's I took
Juliani a motherfuckin' joke
You got mad niggas broke, of niggas gettin' that coke
When they it to the lab is it sold to the slab
First felony, you gettin' four and a half