Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

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

one: rock, ruck

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

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

I, be the drama wringer of a niggaz neck
Wrecker of a set I shots 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, sloppy, I be rotc
I rock from bedrock to yugoslav-ia
Robbin you and your crew yeah we do crimes
Find absolut's fine, or in to behind
Now you whine, but yo stop the blood clot
Like screwface, I in the mood to bash eyes in
Devils does know who I am, madman from heltah
Mr. flipster, rock, of sam

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

Clans, posses, crews and
All y'all bitch niggaz can my dick
Kliks, posses, crews and
none of y'all niggaz fuck with me and my man

Verse rock, ruck

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

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

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