Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

Yeah, how many hitters can stand the 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 keep ten glocks, ten rotts up in of me
Like they sprayin' sumin', they sayin' sumin'
I gets my bark on 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 catch a knock out bitches bring the out

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

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

I got warriors that's three time
Leave ya body swellin', leakin' the melon
And it ain't no tellin' when the bodies smellin'
took the story, sold it to Helen Kelly

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

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

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

Die slow, y'all is dust like pyro
You sleep with your eyes close, as well be blind fold
See how much my nine hold my one
Dos tres to the cuatro cinco, reload,

How you want it? Head or gut, you soft like butt
When these Brooklyn niggas through
Their they tuck for what?
Intimidated how we hop out the
Or the S type Jag, niggas straight fag

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

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

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

the gang, max out the squadron
Nine millimeter team, mack 11, men
Who said we rich? Kim's bling cost a fortune
Queen Bee shootin' anything crawlin'

From now on, it's on when I catch you niggas
Any event you can bet niggas sportin'
Betta 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 the meanin' of fam, remember dat

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

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