Luyện nghe bài hát Chill & Hussle

Verse one: ya}

It's that nigga of the block me the hood mac
Down to some snaps so what's the haps?
Do I the strap?
Will give me a extra clip?
'cause I'm a it if these niggas try to trip
They even try some of that funny shit
If they do, fuckin' wig I'm a split
I'm a get my point 'cause I'm the boss
Walkin' with my mossed bird, barrel sawed off pump
With some soldiers behind me called the black
Bet you bottom dollar we be tighter some bird fly
You to run if you gun is on safety
Be handy with the steel if you ever try to me
Nigga don't you miss because if you do I'm a
And before ya shut yo head and face
Don't get mad because yo tot your 'k' from the
Lil' ya fa'sho just call me the frank
Takin' no pity yo city destroyed
Bustin' down yo door to take your and all yo boy
Then I leave the scenery my pockets of greenery
Blood on my back and no more in my mac
Watch yo nigga

Chorus: {tec-9/yella ya}

Parley is and ok
But I rather and hussle
I break it to them fit the pieces to the puzzle
Parley is and ok
But I rather chill and
we got dem flippers for that ass

Verse {yella boy}

black and moe I got this shit sold
Cock diesel by my another homicide
I'm back up on the ya bitch you
I'm from the third u. n. l. v. who the are you?
Now if you think you can beat me to the faw?
Try yo luck, because I'm a mover in the
Yo ass in trouble, when I and get there on the double
Ain't nothin' shakin', the real nigga hit the block
Fully auto amo aimin' at you non
Slickie I got yo draws down
I'm once, I'm comin' back around to act a clown
No freakin' out because I'm to this bloody streak
Everyday and all night I keep my
Don't give a fuck I play it real as it go
I ain't no hoe I the bin lettin' bullets flow
Now can you coke the gate like scope, nope
I ain't no joke see I'm straight folks
I'm on the real with the bill loc song
I put my to all you wanna bee's instantly
Then I vanish hangin' the spanish
I'm ducked off I'll be right at you
I'm to stay now bitch you like a statue
Ya see I'm bullets if you try to disrespect my set
I beat I'll yo ass wet, because I'm in a affect
With the mag ninety, at you and yo crew
to down you, quickly try'na get rid of you
I catch a put yo ass in pain
Fuckin' with the yella unsolved slang
I come to you down because I'm a fuckin' clown
The black is in a that it's supposed to be in
As I the bin once again

Chorus:

three:{tec-9}

Niggas I got that flipper bigger den the big
We blowin' up slangin' this motherfuckin' shit
We be rockin' up slab have the in my hood
Keep it good, protect the money you make
You bitch can't fade what we put together
No matter the I be ridin' around with
That in my leather
Two extra clips to make yo bitch ass flips
So the cut
Nigga happenin' with all that gafflin'
Get ready for strappin' because you
I'm that action daddy ok today
I take a with my ak
Somebody don ratted out my rock
And told the cops my chillin'
I hang at my reservation
Jeopardizin' my
But I got to hussle to keep my shit right?
If it I have to walk the streets all
Motherfuckin' night all my are out
there selves (where you at tec-9)
I'm rocks in the motherfuckin' meplh
Now let's elevate a it to another level
Work it off the beeper flowin' from my keith
Use the code that I you hit me I'm a hit you
Now me ballin' the emenies around me
Waitin' for me to go
hater's are created by the hour
Dope deal gone
the yae with the flour
Break a quarter key down I fuck with that
Give a ounce of that furl and I can fuck with that
I would love to go out and parley with my
but I got's to pay bills and tomorrow's the first man

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