Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

[rock] aiyyo son (yo) aiyyo downstairs son (what? )
[batty 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 niggaz they ain't hype
punk smoove bullshit, just meet me downstairs son
I'ma set it on these son
[ruck] yo i'ma be right there man, I'm dressed now
[rock] these have no idea son, check it check it

Verse rock, ruck

And one time for your mind, one time for the droppin dime
Me don't wanna you whine when my nine's to your spine
diss, rocky, mountain, energy's 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 know who dutch is
Don't get snuffed kid, we cause
And rock mad domes we at it who's the first up
To see blackness like the

Fuck that, better start runnin for shelter
Live and direct with a nine tenth that's that nigga from heltah
em up I murder ducks who never 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 judge me (what)
Can we, get along like rodney, and please
Put these niggaz in proper place cause you cocky

I, be the bringer wringer of a niggaz neck
of a set I buck shots with a steel tec
Wussy, all them suckers talkin tracks bout they rnrin
(they heard us comin and turned to stars, check it)
I be, sloppy, I be rotc
I rock heads from bedrock to
Robbin you and your crew blind we do crimes
that absolut's fine, or in to behind
Now you whine, but yo stop the blood clot
Like screwface, I in the mood to your eyes in
Devils does know who I am, 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 when my golden
Hit instrumentals get like colin powell, now
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the
Pull tunes on spooks who claim I ain't cool levert
when I network my lyrics like a rebel
Vexed cause the never take me to that next level
It's humble in asphault jungles
When you slang rocks and ricans in back deal with
may wonder, the evil these two men do, torment you
Lyrical landlord, fuckin rent due

Clans, posses, crews and
All bitch 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
for the irrational ruck, bitch!
I be rock and the four's for hip-hop cause with shit we rip shop
Ask me how I am, mannn 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 flush, fuckin with us you're smacked with hock spit
Who dare square with rock me I you
Tree worse dan a bumba claat earthquake do
Heltah skeltah is hectic hit the deck step
If you wanna hear your click
See this center, but really play no
I do my shootin a motherfuckin mac you fall
To the floor, ogc hit up everything that through the door
Recognize skeltah mean war

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

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