Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

Yeah, how many can stand the rain
is only a test now
What we told you it was
We in front of the
And in back of the
So what you do now

wanna front on me
But know not to to me
I ten glocks
Ten up in front of me

they sprayin' sumin', like they sayin' sumin'
I gets my on like I'm DMX or somethin'
My reach is like Louis stiff
is like Evander seventy-seven slow

Thanks to Taebo, I'm two and O
When I catch a knock out bitches 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 is a quick problem solver
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 and stick you where you shit
I got warriors that's time felons
Leave ya body swellin', leakin' from ya

And it no tellin' when the bodies start smellin'
Somebody took the story and it to Helen Kelly
The guns and thing you sing bring 'em out
Like I thought y'all havin' a gun

I'm a
I ain't rhymin' for the
relax and let my niggas
Get in ya ass

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

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

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

How you want it, head or gut? You soft like butt
When these niggas come threw their jewels they tuck
For what, how we hop out the truck
Or the S type Jag, y'all straight fag

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

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

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

the gang max out the squadron
Nine millimeter team, 11 mobs men
Who said we ain't rich, 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 somebody to die

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

This is for my niggas who ain't have shit
Ridin' round with 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 have shit
Settin' up for all they stashes
Love cats with Roleys and Carti
hoes who take it in they asses