Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

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

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

Like they sprayin' sumin', they sayin' sumin'
I gets my on like I'm DMX or somethin'
My is like Louis stiff eighty-four
Your's is like 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 tops out then the spot out

Nigga or bitch, you want no problems
My revolver is a quick solver
never think I'm slippin'
Bitch, I ain't dumb, I carry a stun gun inside of my bun

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

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

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 like make you swallow the barrel
I ain't tryna battle on a ground or gravel
Through four the hollows travel

I got Montana nines, more lines
Who wanna wine and with Bris get in line
I fight I rhyme, niggas thirsty to shine
jack mine, I'm one of a kind

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

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

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

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

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

now on it's on when I catch you niggas snorin'
Any fresh event you can bet niggas
Betta leave town catch a flight in the
Get the cold out ya 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 where you at
Show the meanin' of fam, remember dat

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

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