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 back of the
So what you do now

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

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

to Taebo, I'm thirty two and O
When I catch a knock out bring the cops out
Two for five spots, I tear the out
Pop the out then clear 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 treat you a bitch
on a fake dick and stick you where you shit
I got warriors three time felons
Leave ya body swellin', leakin' from ya

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

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

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

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

Die slow, niggas is dust like pyro
You sleep with your eyes close, might as well be fold
See how much my nine blast my one
Dos tres to the 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 type Jag, y'all straight fag

This is for my niggas who never have shit
Ridin' town with gun in masses
Copped out the ten years but 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 Carti
Nasty hoes who it in they asses

I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas where I'm
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 jump into it

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

From now on on when I catch you niggas snorin'
Any event you can bet niggas sportin'
leave town catch a flight in the mornin'
Get the cold out ya eyes somebody to die

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

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

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