Luyện nghe bài hát Clear Da Set

Lil'

da set nigga

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

(verse 1)

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

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

(verse 2)

I find a nigga where he
Cock my release and spray
We ride or we gone play
Its on my mind nigga
Make you die you lay
Try me and see what
Why nigga I fake
Bahdi bye bye now away
With them claw...lawd(lord)
The M-O-B 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 might 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 bring my and its on
Yall lil boys shouldn't against the uptown assasin
Jump out quick out of the jag and blow fire like a
Soulja bandana wit' clips to fit in my sweeper
Once I hit the set look everybody like a heater

(Chorus)

Now hold up as I back, watch playboy
a dub sack, hey boy
Come to yo day, boy
yo chest seperate, boy
When I cocks me gloc me tossed dem buck shots
And done kill them blood Clots....What the
Yall niggas wants some more of wit
Killas like us will take it to you front with this
See hittin' corners ain't no real
I'm use to be set in (?) wit my still flippin'
I'm pistol grippin'...ridin wit my grill
Niggas done caught up in ..till they still missin'
Now me in the black truck with chrome wheels twistin'
A lil tipsy he lie, talkin' bout he gone kill 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 house
If the nigga wan' I turn batter to flour
So clear da set and bout 5 after the hour

(Chorus) 1x

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

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

Hot untamed Guerillas...what!!!