Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

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

Verse rock, ruck

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

Fuck that, niggaz start runnin for shelter
Live and direct with a nine tenth that's that from heltah skeltah
Word em up I murder ducks who heard of ruck plus
My mind ills on rhyme with the nine that I buck (blahhh)
Girls demand me, mad bitches I the
Microphone you hand me till the 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 of a niggaz neck
of a set I buck shots with a steel tec
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin tracks they rnrin
(they heard us comin and to track stars, check it)
I be, never sloppy, I be
I rock heads 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 clot cryin
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 world 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 like powell, now
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the
Pull tunes on who claim I ain't cool like levert
Expert I network my lyrics like a rebel
Vexed cause the devil never me to that next level
It's never in asphault jungles
When you slang rocks and ricans in back deal bundles
Some may wonder, the evil two men do, torment you
Lyrical landlord, your fuckin due

Clans, posses, and kliks
All y'all bitch can suck my dick
Kliks, posses, crews and
Can't of y'all niggaz fuck with me and my man

two: rock, ruck

Aiyyo, one's for the, I pop
Two's for the anti-real snakes I 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, mannn you know 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 smacked with hock
Who dare square with rock me I you
Tree times worse dan a claat earthquake do
Heltah skeltah is hit the deck then step
If you hear your neck click
See this center, but play no basketball
I do my shootin with a motherfuckin mac you
To the floor, ogc hit up everything come through the door
Recognize heltah skeltah 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) a nigga to come with hand skills
Man chill, might end up in a
Stand still, nigga you the position
Glocks clickin from who ain't got pots to piss in
Plus I get when my mic strikes windpipes
Me and is this tight (there'll never be no fist fights)
You're lip punks my fifth smokes the rich folks
Who sniff coke, now your bitch ain't no misquote
I just spoke, wicked with words of wisdom
Like cyclops I spot fly shots ill vision
Similar to none son so it fuckin
Savages get the fuck up with shots to they spleen

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