Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

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

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

My reach is like Louis, eighty-four
is like Evander, seventy-seven slow
Thanks to Taebo, I'm and O
When I a knock out bitches bring the cops out

Two for five spots, I tear the out
Pop the out then clear the spot out
Nigga or bitch, you don't no problems
My revolver is the quick solver

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

I got that's three time felons
ya body swellin', leakin' from the melon
And it ain't no tellin' the bodies start smellin'
Somebody took the story, it to Helen Kelly

The guns and thing you sing about, 'em out
Like I thought y'all a gun drought
I'm a millionaire, I rhymin' for the cash
I'ma relax and let my get in the ass

All y'all niggas is narrow straight
Nigga like Banger you swallow the barrel
Criminal, I ain't tryna battle on a ground or
Through four make the hollows

I got nines, more tangled lines
Who wanna and dine with Bris, get in line?
I fight I rhyme, niggas thirsty to shine
Can't mine, I'm one of a kind

Die slow, y'all niggas is like pyro
You sleep with your eyes close, might as well be blind
See how my nine hold blast my one
Dos to the cuatro cinco, reload, bitch

How you want it? Head or gut, you like baby butt
When these Brooklyn niggas come
Their jewels tuck for what?
how we hop out the truck
Or the S type Jag, y'all niggas fag

This is for my niggas who ain't have shit
Ridin' around with gun in masses
Copped out the ten years but had six
All the ghetto hoods only one bad bitch

This is for my bitches who ain't never shit
Settin' niggas up for all stashes
Love cats with and Carti glasses
Nasty hoes who it in they asses

Aiyyo, I ain't gotta tell niggas where I'm from
I ain't never tell no when I cum
I'm far from a you will never see me run
You how we do it, beef jump into it

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

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

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

Yo, this is for my niggas who ain't never have
Ridin' around town gun in masses
out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad

This is for my bitches who never have shit
Settin' niggas up for all stashes
Love cats with Roleys and glasses
Nasty who take it in they asses