Luyện nghe bài hát Clak Clak

Niggaz love the cash
Shake niggaz say yea
1-9 niggaz love the
yo BK no, oh, oh, oh

You ain't gotta what I do, like what I do
But you gon' what I do
I don't like nothin' about you, about you
We gon' get money you

1]
When shake come through, who you gon' run to?
Have my or we gon hunt you
Clak show you what the gun do
My murder game a Roy Jones one, two
Now when the funds due who still gonna you
Son dude you get slumped on a humble
Might get a stealth torpedo to you tumble
Cause to ya hustle
Knew it wasn't to touch you
Especially when the bark, got a muzzle
And make the muffled
Chah - Chah {*silencer*} muscle
Is I, always for scuffles
You see I must do what I do
Niggaz screamin' fuck me, nigga fuck you!

May I, keep a something for the G's
And, make a few while I breeze through
The late night shift on late night shit
On the gangstas
May I, keep a little for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze
The late shift on some late night shit
While ya momma home

2]
My mercedes on AMG's
Squeeze three 'til they empty
Seen lately it's a to hate me
But even when inside I'm cool a A/C
The nickel back sole in the they paid me
The get shot up they blame me
Ya bitch wanna nigga, she gon' page me
I'm the voice of Brooklyn, you crazy
Questions need to be
Sexy rap needing a dancer, I'm cancer
Kill you in a matter of
You's a durag nigga I battled ya ways
It's inclusive, or a slug off, I'm elusive
Got new can't wait to use it
Although, I all slow
Get respect also, Tech's I'm all-pro

3]
Now we official, address my issues
Either comply or I twist you,
Hardrock, livin' on Hard Knock
Hate a nigga that car hop, no
The dashboard in my BM, confusing
Head on my BM, cause confusion
I pump myself, like the infusion
down got pink but not an illusion