Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

Yeah, how many hitters can stand the rain? This is only a
I you it was commin
We in front of the scenes and in back of the
So you gon do now

Bitches wanna front on me but not to come to me
I keep ten glocks, ten rotts up in of me
they sprayin' sumin', like they sayin' sumin'
I gets my bark on I'm DMX or somethin'

My reach is like Louis, stiff
Yours is like Evander, slow
to Taebo, I'm thirty-two and O
When I catch a knock out bring the cops out

Two for five spots, I the rocks out
Pop the out then clear the spot out
Nigga or bitch, you want no problems
My revolver is the quick problem

Don't never I'm slippin', bitch, I ain't dumb
I carry a stun gun of my hair bun
Hatin' ass niggas, I treat you like a
Strap on a fake dick and you where you shit

I got warriors three time felons
Leave ya body swellin', leakin' from the
And it ain't no tellin' when the start smellin'
Somebody took the story, sold it to Helen

The guns and thing you about, bring 'em out
Like I thought havin' a gun drought
I'm a millionaire, I ain't for the cash
I'ma relax and let my get in the ass

All y'all niggas is straight parrel
Nigga like Banger make you swallow the
Criminal, I ain't tryna on a ground or gravel
Through make the hollows travel

I got Montana nines, more lines
Who wanna and dine with Bris, get in line?
I like I rhyme, niggas thirsty to shine
jack mine, I'm one of a kind

Die slow, y'all niggas is dust pyro
You sleep your eyes close, might as well be blind fold
See how much my hold blast my one
Dos tres to the cinco, reload, bitch

How you want it? Head or gut, you soft like baby
these Brooklyn niggas come through
Their jewels they tuck for
Intimidated how we hop out the
Or the S Jag, y'all niggas straight fag

This is for my niggas who ain't never shit
Ridin' around town gun in masses
Copped out the ten but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with one bad bitch

This is for my bitches who ain't never have
niggas up for all they stashes
Love cats Roleys and Carti glasses
Nasty hoes who take it in they

Aiyyo, I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas I'm from
I ain't tell no bitch when I cum
I'm far from a lame you will see me run
You know how we do it, jump into it

Mafia's the gang, max out the
millimeter team, mack 11, mobs men
Who said we ain't Kim's bling cost a fortune
Queen Bee shootin' anything crawlin'

From now on, it's on when I catch you niggas
Any fresh you can bet niggas sportin'
leave town, catch a flight in the mornin'
Get the cold out ya eyes, 'bout to die

Three niggas got beef, niggas got to go
Hit 'em all in the row like, tic tac toe
Where you start is you finish at
Show y'all the meanin' of fam, dat

Yo, this is for my niggas who never have shit
Ridin' around with gun in masses
Copped out the ten but only had six
All the ghetto hoods only one bad bitch

This is for my who ain't never have shit
Settin' up for all they stashes
Love cats Roleys and Carti glasses
Nasty who take it in they asses