Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

Yeah, how many hitters can stand the
is only a test now
What we told you it was
We in front of the
And in of the scenes
So you gon' do now

Bitches front on me
But not to come to me
I keep ten
Ten up in front of me

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

Thanks to Taebo, I'm two and O
When I catch a out bitches bring the cops out
Two for spots, I tear the rocks out
Pop the tops out then the spot out

Nigga or bitch, you don't no problems
My is a quick problem solver
Don't think I'm slippin'
Bitch, I ain't dumb, I carry a gun inside of my hair bun

Hatin' ass niggas, I you like a bitch
on a fake dick and stick you where you shit
I got warriors three time felons
Leave ya body swellin', from ya melon

And it ain't no tellin' when the start smellin'
Somebody the story and sold it to Helen Kelly
The guns and thing you about bring 'em out
I thought y'all havin' a gun drought

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

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

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

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

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

This is for my niggas who never have shit
round town with gun in masses
Copped out the ten but only had six
All the ghetto hoods only one bad bitch

This is for my bitches who ain't have shit
niggas up for all they stashes
Love with Roleys and Carti glasses
Nasty hoes who it in they asses

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

Mafia's the gang max out the
Nine team, Mack 11 mobs men
Who said we ain't rich, Kim's bling a fortune
Bee niggas shootin' anything crawlin'

From now on it's on when I you niggas snorin'
Any fresh event you can bet niggas
Betta leave town catch a in the mornin'
Get the out ya eyes somebody 'bout to die

niggas got beef 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 never shit
Ridin' round with gun in masses
out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with one bad bitch

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