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

Verse one: rock,

And one time for your mind, one time for the snitch dime
Me don't wanna hear you whine when my nine's to spine
Glock diss, rocky, mountain, from my
Fountain of youth runnin through my 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 like the

Fuck that, niggaz better start runnin for
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 skills with the nine that I (blahhh)
Girls demand me, mad bitches I the
Microphone you hand me till the remand me (what)
Can we, get like rodney, and rock please
Put these niggaz in they proper place you cocky

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

As the world turns in my search for
I seek the God in life, for insight
Freaky like a golden shower when my golden
Hit instrumentals get influential like powell, now
the world, stick my dick in the dirt
Pull tunes on who claim I ain't cool like levert
Expert when I my lyrics like a rebel
Vexed the devil never take me to that next level
It's never in asphault jungles
When you slang and ricans in back deal with bundles
Some may wonder, the evil two men do, torment you
Lyrical landlord, your fuckin due

Clans, posses, crews and
All y'all niggaz can suck my dick
Kliks, posses, crews and
Can't none of y'all niggaz with me and my man

Verse two: rock,

Aiyyo, one's for the, I pop
Two's for the anti-real snakes I 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 I am, mannn you know damn well
It was me that hit your bitch up in my van
Too plexed grand-pops then like corn I pop shit
You can't flush, with us you're smacked with hock spit
Who square with rock me I break you
Tree times worse dan a bumba earthquake do
Heltah skeltah is hectic hit the then step
If you hear your neck click
See center, but really play no basketball
I do my shootin with a motherfuckin mac you
To the floor, ogc hit up that come through the door
heltah skeltah mean war

So what's the reason for the treason, you wanna die
My mind crucify those who try to
God cipher devine drop on the blind
In the mood to get rude the lyrics instead of my nine (hah)
Now I (what) want a nigga to come with skills
Man chill, end up in a landfill
Stand still, you know the position
Glocks clickin niggaz who ain't got pots to piss in
Plus I get hyped my mic strikes windpipes
Me and rock is this (there'll never be no fist fights)
You're lip when my fifth smokes the rich folks
Who sniff coke, now your bitch broke ain't no
I spoke, wicked ways with words of wisdom
Like I spot fly shots with ill vision
to none son so it fuckin seem
Savages get sewn the up with shots to they spleen

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