Luyện nghe bài hát Clans, Posses, Crews & Kliks

[rock] aiyyo son (yo) aiyyo downstairs son (what? )
[batty asshole, asshole, asshole!
[rock] there's six bitch-ass niggaz on the corner son
(aiyyo word? ) these niggaz is rappin, kickin n shit
Can't tell these niggaz ain't hype
They punk smoove bullshit, just 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 rock, ruck

And one for your mind, one time for the snitch 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 in my clutches
If you don't who sparsky is, then you don't who dutch is
get snuffed kid, we cause ruckus
And mad domes while we at it who's the first up
To see blackness the universe

Fuck that, niggaz better start runnin for
and direct with a nine tenth that's that nigga from heltah skeltah
Word em up I murder ducks who never heard of plus
My mind ills on rhyme skills with the nine I buck (blahhh)
Girls me, mad bitches I slam the
Microphone you hand me the judge remand me (what)
Can we, get along like rodney, and rock
Put niggaz in they proper place cause you cocky

I, be the drama bringer of a niggaz neck
Wrecker of a set I shots with a steel tec
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin tracks bout they
(they us comin and turned to track stars, check it)
I be, sloppy, I be rotc
I rock heads from to yugoslav-ia
Robbin you and your crew blind yeah we do
Find absolut's fine, or in to behind
Now you whine, but yo the blood clot cryin
Like screwface, I in the to bash your eyes in
Devils does who I am, madman 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 a golden shower when my golden bowels
Hit get influential like colin powell, now
the world, stick my dick in the dirt
Pull tunes on spooks who claim I ain't cool like
Expert I network my lyrics like a rebel
Vexed cause the devil never me to that next level
It's humble in asphault jungles
When you slang 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 bitch niggaz can suck my dick
Kliks, posses, and clans
Can't none of y'all fuck with me and my man

two: rock, ruck

Aiyyo, for the, shots I pop
Two's for the snakes I fought and dropped
for the irrational ruck, bitch!
I be rock and the four's for hip-hop cause with this we rip shop
Ask me how foul I am, mannn you know well
It was me that hit bitch up in my man's van
Too plexed your grand-pops like corn I pop shit
You can't flush, fuckin with us you're smacked with spit
Who dare with rock me I break you
times worse dan a bumba claat earthquake do
Heltah skeltah is hectic hit the then step
If you wanna hear your neck
See this center, but really play no
I do my with a motherfuckin mac you fall
To the floor, ogc hit up that come through the door
Recognize heltah mean war

So what's the reason for the treason, punk you die
My mind those who try to defy
God cipher drop bombs on the blind
In the mood to get rude with the lyrics of my nine (hah)
Now I (what) want a nigga to with hand skills
Man chill, might end up in a
Stand still, you know the position
Glocks clickin 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 smokes the rich folks
Who sniff coke, now your broke ain't no misquote
I just spoke, ways with words of wisdom
cyclops I spot fly shots with ill vision
Similar to son so it fuckin seem
Savages get sewn the up with shots to they spleen

repeat 4x