Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

[rock] son (yo) aiyyo come downstairs son (what? )
[batty asshole, asshole, asshole!
[rock] there's like six bitch-ass on the corner son
(aiyyo word? ) these is rappin, kickin raps n shit
Can't tell these niggaz ain't hype
They punk smoove bullshit, just meet me 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 your mind, one for the snitch droppin dime
Me don't hear you whine when my nine's to your spine
diss, rocky, mountain, energy's from my
Fountain of runnin through my brain pounded
So don't be found in my
If you who sparsky is, then you don't know 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 start for shelter
Live and direct with a nine that's that nigga from heltah skeltah
Word em up I murder ducks who never heard of ruck
My mind ills on rhyme with the nine that I buck (blahhh)
Girls demand me, mad bitches I the
you hand me till the judge remand me (what)
Can we, get like rodney, and rock please
Put these niggaz in they proper cause you cocky

I, be the drama wringer of a niggaz neck
Wrecker of a set I buck shots a steel tec
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin tracks they rnrin
(they heard us comin and turned to track stars, 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 absolut's fine, or in to
Now you whine, but yo stop the blood cryin
Like screwface, I in the to bash your eyes in
Devils does know who I am, madman from heltah
Mr. flipster, rock, of sam

As the turns in my search for tomorrow
I seek the God in life, for insight
like a golden shower when my golden bowels
Hit instrumentals get like colin powell, now
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the
Pull tunes on spooks who claim I ain't like levert
Expert I network my lyrics like a rebel
Vexed cause the devil never take me to 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 rent due

Clans, posses, and kliks
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, 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 for hip-hop cause with this shit we rip shop
Ask me how foul I am, you know damn well
It was me that hit bitch up in my man's van
Too plexed your grand-pops then like corn I pop
You can't flush, fuckin with us you're smacked with spit
Who dare with rock me I break you
Tree times worse dan a bumba claat do
Heltah skeltah is hectic hit the deck step
If you wanna hear your 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 mean war

So what's the reason for the treason, punk you die
My crucify those who try to defy
God cipher devine drop bombs on the
In the to get rude with 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, you know the position
Glocks clickin from niggaz who ain't got pots to in
Plus I get hyped my mic strikes windpipes
Me and rock is this (there'll never be no fist fights)
You're lip punks when my smokes the rich folks
Who coke, now your bitch broke ain't no misquote
I just spoke, ways with words of wisdom
Like cyclops I fly shots with ill vision
Similar to none son so it fuckin
Savages get sewn the up with shots to they spleen

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