Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

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

one: rock, ruck

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

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

I, be the bringer wringer of a niggaz neck
Wrecker of a set I buck shots a steel tec
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin bout they rnrin
(they heard us comin and turned to stars, check it)
I be, sloppy, I be rotc
I rock heads bedrock to yugoslav-ia
Robbin you and your crew yeah we do crimes
Find that fine, or in to behind
Now you whine, but yo stop the blood clot
screwface, I in the mood to bash your 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 the God in life, for some insight
Freaky like a shower when my golden bowels
Hit get influential like colin powell, now
Fuck the world, stick my in the dirt
Pull tunes on spooks who I ain't cool like levert
Expert when I my lyrics like a rebel
Vexed cause the devil take me to that next level
It's never humble in jungles
When you slang rocks and ricans in deal with bundles
Some may wonder, the these two men do, torment you
Lyrical landlord, your rent due

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

Verse rock, ruck

Aiyyo, one's for the, I pop
for the anti-real snakes I fought and dropped
Three's for the ruck, bitch!
I be rock and the four's for cause with this shit we rip shop
Ask me how foul I am, mannn you damn well
It was me hit your bitch 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 with hock spit
Who dare square rock me I break you
times worse dan a bumba claat earthquake do
Heltah skeltah is hectic hit the deck then
If you wanna hear your click
See this center, but really no basketball
I do my shootin a motherfuckin mac you fall
To the floor, ogc hit up everything come through the door
Recognize heltah skeltah war

So the reason for the treason, punk you wanna die
My mind crucify those who try to
God cipher devine bombs on the blind
In the mood to get rude with the lyrics of my nine (hah)
Now I (what) want a nigga to come with skills
Man chill, might end up in a
still, nigga you know the position
Glocks clickin from niggaz who got pots to piss in
Plus I get hyped my mic strikes 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 broke ain't no misquote
I just spoke, wicked ways with of wisdom
Like cyclops I fly shots with ill vision
Similar to none son so it fuckin
Savages get the fuck up with shots to they spleen

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