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? ) these niggaz is rappin, raps n shit
Can't tell niggaz they ain't hype
They punk smoove bullshit, just me downstairs son
I'ma set it on these son
[ruck] yo be right there man, I'm gettin dressed now
these niggaz have no idea son, check it check it

Verse one: rock,

And one time for your mind, one for the snitch 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 found in my
If you don't who sparsky is, then you don't who dutch is
Don't get kid, we cause ruckus
And rock mad while we at it who's the first up
To see blackness the universe

Fuck that, niggaz better runnin for shelter
Live and 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 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 they proper cause you cocky

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 rnrin
(they heard us comin and to track stars, check it)
I be, never sloppy, I be
I heads from bedrock to yugoslav-ia
Robbin you and your blind yeah we do crimes
Find that absolut's fine, or in to
Now you whine, but yo stop the blood cryin
Like screwface, I in the mood to your eyes in
Devils know who I am, madman from heltah skeltah
Mr. flipster, rock, of sam

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

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

two: 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 this shit we rip shop
Ask me how foul I am, mannn you know well
It was me hit your bitch up in my man's van
Too plexed your grand-pops then like I pop shit
You can't flush, fuckin us you're smacked with hock spit
Who square 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 your click
See this center, but play no basketball
I do my shootin a motherfuckin mac you fall
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 crucify those who try to defy
God cipher devine drop bombs on the
In the mood to get rude with the instead of my nine (hah)
Now I (what) want a nigga to come with skills
Man chill, end up in a landfill
Stand still, nigga you know the
Glocks clickin from niggaz who ain't got pots to in
Plus I get hyped 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 folks
Who sniff coke, now your bitch ain't no misquote
I spoke, wicked ways with words of wisdom
Like cyclops I spot fly shots ill vision
Similar to none son so it fuckin
Savages get sewn the fuck up shots to they spleen

Chorus: 4x