Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

[rock] aiyyo son (yo) aiyyo come son (what? )
bwoy] asshole, asshole, asshole!
[rock] there's like six bitch-ass niggaz on the son
(aiyyo word? ) these is rappin, kickin raps n shit
Can't tell these niggaz they ain't
They punk smoove bullshit, just meet me son
set it on these niggaz son
[ruck] yo i'ma be right there man, I'm dressed now
[rock] these niggaz have no idea son, check it it

one: rock, ruck

And one time for your mind, one for the snitch droppin dime
Me don't wanna hear you whine when my to your spine
diss, rocky, mountain, energy's from my
Fountain of youth runnin through my brain
So be found in my clutches
If you who sparsky is, then you don't know who dutch is
Don't get kid, we cause ruckus
And rock mad domes while we at it who's the up
To see blackness the universe

Fuck that, niggaz better runnin for shelter
and direct with a nine tenth that's that nigga from heltah skeltah
Word em up I murder ducks who never of ruck plus
My mind ills on rhyme skills with the nine that I (blahhh)
Girls me, mad bitches I slam the
Microphone you hand me till the remand me (what)
Can we, get along like rodney, and rock
Put these niggaz in they proper place cause you

I, be the drama bringer wringer of a niggaz
Wrecker of a set I buck with a steel tec
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin tracks bout they
(they heard us comin and to track stars, check it)
I be, never sloppy, I be
I rock heads bedrock to yugoslav-ia
Robbin you and crew blind yeah we do crimes
that absolut's fine, or in to behind
Now you whine, but yo stop the clot cryin
Like screwface, I in the mood to bash eyes in
Devils does know who I am, from heltah skeltah
Mr. flipster, rock, of sam

As the turns in my search for tomorrow
I seek the God in life, for insight
Freaky like a shower when my golden bowels
Hit instrumentals get like colin powell, now
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the
Pull tunes on spooks who claim I ain't cool levert
Expert when I network my lyrics like a
Vexed cause the devil never take me to that next
It's humble in asphault jungles
When you slang rocks and ricans in back deal with
Some may wonder, the evil these two men do, you
Lyrical landlord, fuckin rent due

Clans, posses, crews and
All y'all niggaz can suck my dick
Kliks, posses, crews and
Can't none of y'all niggaz fuck me and my man

Verse rock, ruck

Aiyyo, for the, shots I pop
Two's for the snakes I fought and dropped
for the irrational ruck, bitch!
I be rock and the four's for hip-hop cause with shit we rip shop
Ask me how I am, mannn you know damn well
It was me that hit your up in my man's van
Too plexed grand-pops then like corn I pop shit
You can't flush, fuckin with us you're smacked hock spit
Who dare with rock me I break you
times worse dan a bumba claat earthquake do
Heltah is hectic hit the deck then step
If you wanna hear neck click
See this center, but really no basketball
I do my shootin with a motherfuckin mac you
To the floor, ogc hit up everything that come through the
Recognize heltah skeltah war

So what's the reason for the treason, punk you die
My mind crucify those who try to
God cipher devine bombs on the blind
In the mood to get rude the lyrics instead of my nine (hah)
Now I (what) want a nigga to come hand skills
Man chill, end up in a landfill
Stand still, you know the position
Glocks clickin from who ain't got pots to piss in
I get hyped when my mic strikes windpipes
Me and rock is tight (there'll never be no fist fights)
You're lip when my fifth smokes the rich folks
Who sniff coke, now your bitch ain't no misquote
I just spoke, ways with words of wisdom
Like cyclops I spot fly shots with ill
Similar to son so it fuckin seem
Savages get the fuck up with shots to they spleen

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