Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Gang

Yeah, the fuck?

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

Bad boy
Stay back

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

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 walk still, every block in Yonkers be hot still
With miners that will bust you down faster cops kill
Niggas still front and to you, falsley accused
they just shot and you can still be the judge boo
I die for my 354 niggas, with the stoned niggas
Lox are my heart, cold
Sheek give it to you, a bitch with a disease
got AIDS on her lips and wish and hope you bleed
So if you want it, It!
In the Benz I'll be there, you gonna rot
a dead Luco (spanish slang) the stairs

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

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

Let me get like Jada, more 'rabs than 3-ey-doe
get the and clap at niggas in brod day-do
You know the flow, where it come and where it go
or where gonna be at, that's where we at
I you if you think I'm jiggy with the Puff,
move and still sellin' forty-thousand a week so You!
Three niggas you dont want none of your insides
Feel like the summer you gettin' & Dumber
we get smarter and smarter, makin' shit harder and harder
Til this rap games like the
I'm Nino, is raw steemed from casinos
And Sheek is the of the Hennisey gambino
We talking millions, you C-notes
you used to stash dope in a sea coach, play sweet though
You the Kiss, on the low in the mist
Blowin' roach and sipping Red Ally and Moe a bitch
my niggas'll flip, see how cute you look,
In the box the suit on like you used to look
Hard body a purple faced future look
Future crook, the same who's boots I took
Juliani a motherfuckin' joke
You got mad niggas broke, alot of niggas gettin' that
When they bring it to the lab is it sold to the
First felony, you still gettin' and a half