Luyện nghe bài hát Chill & Hussle

Verse one: ya}

It's that nigga of the block call me the mac
to make some snaps so what's the haps?
Do I need the
somebody give me a extra clip?
'cause I'm a need it if these try to trip
They might even try some of that funny
If they do, fuckin' wig I'm a split
I'm a get my point across I'm the boss
Walkin' with my mossed bird, double barrel off pump
With some soldiers behind me called the black
Bet you bottom we be tighter then some bird fly
You bests to run if you gun is on
Be handy with the steel if you try to face me
Nigga don't you miss if you do I'm a retaliate
And before ya yo head and fuckin' face
Don't get mad yo tot your 'k' from the city
Lil' ya fa'sho just me the frank nitty
no pity leavin' yo city destroyed
Bustin' down yo door to take coke and all yo boy
Then I leave the my pockets full of greenery
Blood on my back and no bullets in my mac
yo back nigga

Chorus: boy/lil' ya}

is cool and ok
But I chill and hussle
I break it to easy fit the pieces to the puzzle
Parley is and ok
But I chill and hussle
Nigga we got dem for that ass

Verse two: {yella

Like black and moe I got this sold
diesel by my side another homicide
I'm back up on the scenery ya you
I'm the third u. n. l. v. who the hell are you?
Now if you you can beat me to the draw faw?
Try yo luck, I'm a mover in the u-haul
Yo ass in trouble, when I and get there on the double
Ain't nothin' shakin', when the real nigga hit the
auto amo aimin' at you non stop
Slickie I got yo draws down
I'm pased once, I'm comin' back to act a clown
No freakin' out because I'm to this bloody streak
Everyday and all night I my heat
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 with the like scope, nope
I ain't no joke see I'm straight downin'
I'm on the real with the fifty loc song
I put my stop to all you bee's instantly
I vanish hangin' with the spanish
I'm ducked off be right back at you
I'm here to now bitch you like a statue
Ya see I'm dumpin' bullets if you try to my set
I beat I'll leave yo ass wet, I'm in a affect
With the mag ninety, at you and yo crew
Comin' to down you, quickly get rid of you
I catch a put yo ass in pain
Fuckin' with the yella unsolved slang
I come to buck you down I'm a fuckin' clown
The black is in a position that supposed to be in
As I the bin once again

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three:{tec-9}

Niggas I got that flipper bigger den the big
We blowin' up slangin' this gangsta shit
We be up slab have the money in my hood
Keep it good, protect the money that you
You bitch niggas can't fade what we put
No matter the weather I be ridin' around
four-four in my leather
Two extra clips to sure yo bitch ass flips
So the cut
Nigga what's with all that gafflin'
Get for strappin' because you know
I'm bout that daddy ok today
I take a ride my ak
Somebody don ratted out my shop
And the cops my chillin' spot
Where I at my reservation
Jeopardizin' my
But I got to hussle to keep my tight right?
If it means I to walk the streets all
Motherfuckin' all my hommies are out
there selves (where you at tec-9)
I'm slangin' in the motherfuckin' meplh
Now let's a take 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 picture me 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 key down I can't fuck with that
a nigga ounce of that furl and I can fuck with that
I would love to go out and parley my homies
Today but I to pay bills and tomorrow's the first man

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