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 on the corner son
(aiyyo ) these niggaz is rappin, kickin raps n shit
Can't these niggaz they ain't hype
They punk smoove bullshit, meet me downstairs son
set it on these niggaz 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 mind, one time 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 through my brain pounded
So be found in my clutches
If you don't who sparsky is, then you know who dutch is
Don't get snuffed kid, we cause
And rock mad while we at it who's the first up
To see blackness like the

that, niggaz better start runnin for shelter
Live and direct with a nine tenth that nigga from heltah skeltah
Word em up I murder ducks who heard 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 the judge remand me (what)
Can we, get along rodney, and rock please
Put niggaz in they proper place cause you cocky

I, be the drama bringer wringer of a niggaz
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 heads from bedrock to
Robbin you and your blind yeah we do crimes
Find absolut's fine, or in to behind
Now you whine, but yo the blood clot cryin
screwface, I in the mood to bash your eyes in
Devils know who I am, madman from heltah skeltah
Mr. flipster, rock, of sam

As the world turns in my search for
I the God in life, for some insight
Freaky like a golden when my golden bowels
Hit instrumentals get like colin powell, now
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the
Pull tunes on who claim I ain't cool like levert
Expert when I network my lyrics like a
cause the devil never take 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
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, one's for the, I pop
Two's for the snakes I fought and dropped
Three's for the ruck, bitch!
I be rock and the for hip-hop cause with this shit we rip shop
Ask me how foul I am, mannn you damn well
It was me that hit your bitch up in my van
Too plexed your grand-pops like corn I pop shit
You can't flush, fuckin with us you're with hock spit
Who dare with rock me I break you
Tree times worse dan a bumba claat do
Heltah skeltah is hit the deck then step
If you wanna hear neck click
See this center, but really no basketball
I do my shootin with a mac you fall
To the floor, ogc hit up everything that through the door
Recognize skeltah mean war

So what's the reason for the treason, punk you die
My mind those who try to defy
God devine drop 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 from 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 punks when my fifth smokes the rich
Who sniff coke, now your broke ain't no misquote
I spoke, wicked ways with words of wisdom
cyclops I spot 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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