Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

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

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

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

Thanks to Taebo, I'm 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 don't want no
My revolver is a problem solver
Don't never think I'm
Bitch, I ain't dumb, I carry a gun inside 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 that's three time
Leave ya body swellin', from ya melon

And it ain't no tellin' the bodies start smellin'
Somebody took the and sold it to Helen Kelly
The guns and thing you sing bring 'em out
Like I thought y'all a gun drought

I'm a
I rhymin' for the cash
I'ma and let my niggas
Get in ya ass

All ya'll is narrow, straight parrel
Nigga like make you swallow the barrel
Criminal I ain't tryna battle on a or gravel
four make the hollows travel

I got Montana nines, more tangled
Who wanna and dine with Bris get in line
I fight I rhyme, niggas 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, might as well be blind
See how much my nine hold my one
Dos tres to the cuatro cinco, bitch

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

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

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

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 rich, Kim's cost a fortune
Queen Bee niggas shootin' anything

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

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

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