Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

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

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

Like sprayin' sumin', like they 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

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 tops out then clear the out

Nigga or bitch, you don't want no
My revolver is a quick problem
never think I'm slippin'
Bitch, I ain't dumb, I a stun 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
ya body swellin', leakin' from ya melon

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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