Luyện nghe bài hát Chill & Hussle

Verse {lil' 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
Will somebody give me a extra
'cause I'm a need it if these niggas try to
They might try some of that funny shit
If do, they fuckin' wig I'm a split
I'm a get my across 'cause I'm the boss
Walkin' with my bird, double barrel sawed off pump
With some soldiers me called the black connection
Bet you bottom dollar we be tighter some bird fly
You to run if you gun is on safety
Be with the steel if you ever try to face me
Nigga don't you because if you do I'm a retaliate
And before ya shut yo head and face
Don't get mad because yo tot 'k' from the city
Lil' ya fa'sho just me the frank nitty
Takin' no pity leavin' yo city
down yo door to take your coke and all yo boy
Then I leave the scenery my pockets of greenery
Blood on my back and no more in my mac
yo back nigga

Chorus: boy/lil' ya}

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

Verse {yella boy}

black and moe I got this shit sold
Cock diesel by my another homicide
I'm up on the scenery 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 in the u-haul
Yo ass in trouble, when I plot and get on the double
Ain't nothin' shakin', the real nigga hit the block
Fully amo aimin' at you non stop
Slickie grease I got yo down
I'm pased once, I'm comin' back to act a clown
No freakin' out because I'm used to this streak
Everyday and all night I my heat
give a fuck I play it real as it fuckin' go
I ain't no hoe I spin the bin lettin' bullets
Now can you coke the gate like scope, nope
I ain't no joke see I'm straight downin'
I'm on the real with the bill fifty loc
I put my stop to all you wanna instantly
Then I vanish with the spanish
I'm ducked off I'll be right at you
I'm here to stay now bitch you like a
Ya see I'm dumpin' bullets if you try to my set
I beat I'll leave yo ass wet, because I'm in a
With the mag ninety, at you and yo crew
Comin' to down you, quickly get rid of you
I catch a drain put yo ass in
Fuckin' with the yella another 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 spin the bin once

{2x}

Verse

Niggas I got flipper bigger den the big dipper
We up slangin' this motherfuckin' gangsta shit
We be rockin' up slab the money in my hood
Keep it good, protect the money you make
You bitch niggas can't fade we put together
No matter the weather I be ridin' around
That in my leather
Two extra clips to sure yo bitch ass flips
So the cut
Nigga what's with all that gafflin'
Get ready for strappin' because you
I'm bout that action ok today
I a ride with my ak
Somebody don out my rock shop
And told the my chillin' spot
I hang at my reservation
Jeopardizin' my
But I got to hussle to keep my shit tight
If it I have to walk the streets all
Motherfuckin' all my hommies are out
Enjoyin' 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 nigga
Use the code I give you hit me I'm a hit you
Now me ballin' the emenies around me
for me to go down
Player hater's are created by the
Dope gone sour
Replace the yae with the
Break a quarter key down I can't fuck that
Give a nigga ounce of furl and I can fuck with that
I would love to go out and with my homies
Today but I to pay bills and tomorrow's the first man

{2x}