Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

[rock] aiyyo son (yo) aiyyo downstairs son (what? )
[batty 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 niggaz they ain't hype
They smoove bullshit, just meet me downstairs son
set it on these niggaz son
[ruck] yo i'ma be there man, I'm gettin dressed now
[rock] these niggaz have no son, check it check it

Verse rock, ruck

And one time for your mind, one time for the snitch droppin
Me don't wanna hear you whine when my nine's to spine
Glock diss, rocky, mountain, energy's my
Fountain of 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 kid, we cause ruckus
And rock mad domes while we at it the first up
To see blackness like the

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

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

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

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

Verse rock, ruck

Aiyyo, for the, shots 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 hip-hop cause with this shit we rip
Ask me how foul I am, mannn you damn well
It was me that hit your up in my man's van
Too plexed your grand-pops then corn I pop shit
You can't flush, with us you're smacked with hock spit
Who dare square with rock me I you
Tree times worse dan a claat earthquake do
Heltah is hectic hit the deck then step
If you wanna hear your click
See this center, but really play no
I do my shootin with a motherfuckin mac you
To the floor, ogc hit up everything that through the door
Recognize heltah mean war

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

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