Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

Yeah, how many can stand the rain
This is a test now
we told you it was comin'
We in front of the
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 my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin'
My reach is like stiff eighty-four
Your's is like seventy-seven slow

to Taebo, I'm thirty two and O
When I catch a knock out bring the cops out
Two for five spots, I the rocks out
Pop the tops out clear the spot out

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

Hatin' ass niggas, I treat you like a
on a fake dick and stick you where you shit
I got warriors that's three felons
Leave ya body swellin', from ya melon

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

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

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

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

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

How you want it, 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 who ain't never have shit
Ridin' round town with gun in
out the ten years but only had six
All the hoods with only one bad bitch

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

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

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

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

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

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

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