Luyện nghe bài hát Clear Da Set

Lil'

da set nigga

(what) (what) (what) (what)

(verse 1)

See I be ridin' on the prime in the lex
Ready to come out the truck and make yo chest
When I I lay the sprays wit K's by the truck load
Should've got out of my way you heard my shuffle
Now yall was on the block with gunz
But when I finished, made it look yall had pop gunz
Dressed in black...Long hair...Long gaks...Lights off no
to the back, no mask, I'm thuggin'
(What!)What u wan' do, if yo don't bust it
Then 20 mo' follow in hummer's, so ain't nothin'
(Look!)17 is where I grew up at
So where a busta nigga standin is he blew up at
I blew up CMB so respect my peeps
Or else you want yo life to be all the streets
Now watch me the younger soldier bring u to death
A more than you expect nigga...I clear da set

You know they say Lil' Wayne dem hotboy he bust dem heads
Him calls on his gun and all dem bloody dead
dem...dem...really try Lil' Wayne 'cause he will play with K's
And will bust a nigga wide open and put his on his plate
Now watch a neighborhood (phhhh!!!) go up in flames
They...They all got burnt, can't stand the heat
I bet none of them (?) jackers ain't gone Lil' Wayne
'cause I...I the set messin' wit' me

(verse 2)

I find a where he stay
Cock my iron release and
We gone or we gone play
Its on my mind nigga
you die where you lay
Try me and see shakes
Why I ain't fake
Bahdi bye bye now apply
them blood claw...lawd(lord)
The will break them nuts off...lawd
The must think this is checkers boy...But why
But to be this hot u play wit' a peppa boy...Now cry
Look...Look...I mean no harm
But u think I'm wrong
But if u play me and my click, you'll blow up like a bomb
I...I yo home
Throw at yo dome
Just gimme the word and I shine the chrome my help and its on
Yall lil boys shouldn't come against the assasin
Jump out out of the jag and blow fire like a dragon
Soulja bandana wit' clips to fit in my sweeper
Once I hit the set look everybody burns like a

(Chorus)

Now up as I bust back, watch playboy
a dub sack, hey boy
Come to yo day, boy
yo chest seperate, boy
When I cocks me me done tossed dem buck shots
And done kill them Clots....What the deal
Yall niggas wants some more of wit
Killas like us take it to you front door with this
See hittin' corners ain't no real
I'm use to be set in that (?) wit my still
I'm pistol grippin'...ridin wit my glisten
done caught up in beef ..till they still missin'
Now catch me in the black truck with chrome wheels
A lil tipsy he gone lie, talkin' bout he gone yo Ms.'s
Now it out
We gone clear da set but (sweep!!!) sweep it out
I'm cheap and cheaper and cops bustin' in yo people
If the nigga play I turn batter to flour
So nigga clear da set and bout 5 the hour

(Chorus) 1x

I make'em watch a nigga (phhhh!!!!) go up in flames
They..They all got burnt they can't the heat
I bet none of (?) jackers ain't gone test Lil' Wayane
'cause I...I clear the set wit' me

the blood claw.....lawd(lord) (repeat 3x)

Hot Boys Guerillas...what!!!