Luyện nghe bài hát Chill & Hussle

Verse {lil' ya}

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

Chorus: {tec-9/yella ya}

is cool and ok
But I rather and hussle
I it to them easy fit the pieces to the puzzle
is cool and ok
But I chill and hussle
Nigga we got dem flippers for ass

Verse two: {yella

Like and moe I got this shit sold
Cock diesel by my side another
I'm back up on the ya bitch you
I'm from the u. n. l. v. who the hell are you?
Now if you think you can beat me to the draw
Try yo luck, because I'm a in the u-haul
Yo ass in trouble, when I plot and get on the double
Ain't nothin' shakin', when the real hit the block
auto amo aimin' at you non stop
Slickie grease I got yo down
I'm pased once, I'm 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 spin the bin lettin' bullets
Now can you coke with the gate scope, nope
I no joke see I'm straight downin' folks
I'm on the with the bill fifty loc song
I put my stop to all you bee's instantly
Then I vanish hangin' with the
I'm off I'll be right back at you
I'm to stay now bitch you like a statue
Ya see I'm dumpin' if you try to disrespect my set
I beat I'll leave yo ass wet, because I'm in a
the mag ninety, spittin' at you and yo crew
Comin' to down you, quickly get rid of you
I catch a drain put yo ass in
Fuckin' the yella another unsolved slang
I to buck you down because I'm a fuckin' clown
The is in a position that it's supposed to be in
As I spin the bin again

{2x}

Verse

I got that flipper bigger den the big dipper
We blowin' up slangin' this motherfuckin' gangsta
We be rockin' up have the money in my hood
Keep it good, protect the money you make
You bitch niggas can't what we put together
No matter the weather I be ridin' around
four-four in my leather
Two extra clips to make sure yo bitch ass
So the cut
Nigga what's happenin' with all gafflin'
Get for strappin' because you know
I'm that action daddy ok today
I a ride with my ak
Somebody don ratted out my rock
And told the cops my spot
Where I at my reservation
my probation
But I got to hussle to my shit tight right?
If it means I have to the streets all
night all my hommies are out
Enjoyin' there (where you at tec-9)
I'm slangin' rocks in the meplh
Now let's elevate a take it to another
Work it off the beeper flowin' my nigga keith
Use the code I give you hit me I'm a hit you
Now picture me the emenies around me
Waitin' for me to go
Player hater's are created by the
Dope deal sour
Replace the yae with the
Break a quarter key down I can't 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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