Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

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

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

they 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 two and O
When I catch a out bitches bring the cops out
Two for five spots, I tear the out
Pop the tops out clear the spot out

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

Hatin' ass niggas, I treat you a bitch
Strap on a fake and stick you where you shit
I got warriors that's three time
ya body swellin', leakin' from ya melon

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

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

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

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

Die slow, y'all niggas is dust like
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, or gut? You soft like baby butt
When these Brooklyn come threw their jewels they tuck
For what, intimidated how we hop out the
Or the S type Jag, y'all straight fag

This is for my who ain't never have shit
Ridin' round town with gun in
out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad

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

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

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

From now on it's on when I catch you niggas
Any fresh event you can bet niggas
leave town catch a flight in the mornin'
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
y'all the meanin' of fam, remember dat

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

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