Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

Straight up, last minute, you what time it is?
Word up, yeah, yeah,
Word up, word up, blip blip blap blap
up?

Who don't They don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, we go
Who don't They don't know, betta let 'em know
they go, here we go

Aiyo, aiyo Clientele Kidd layin' in the crib ill money
who 8 hours get gig got rugby's on and 4/5ths
Attractin' them I go against, the money was his
One nasty of murderers, all type of Goons'll watch

Then four minutes later burglars
I heard from the mine made it
the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up
And now he's stronger than ever, Nike jackets and

Go against it and it's vendettas
He run things, gun down
the joint, the kid flyin' in
Crib in with two lions

Somethin' the prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions
Came back, it up, too sweet
The game is missin' somethin'
I put too much to fall back on, I rather sleep

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' with
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he Billboard

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' with
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He gave y'all niggaz on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he Billboard

Yeah uh, yo Don bomb harder over nearly everybody
Very rarely you me without the mini-shotti
Just waitin' for Rae to me the cue and
You see about 100 Puerto Rican shootin'

Nigga get down, lay down, we don't play
I don't know what you heard but we don't play
It's coke but look, but what the fuck happened?
How you leave the game to pursue rappin'?

knowin' that ya shit was trash
Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' is ass
All we to do is bring dignity to rap
And you me? I'm literally the epitome of that

Uh, we much than y'all, Terre-error the Squad
My set it when we get in the yard
Whether Marcy or Comstock, 'pon cock
Straight in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' with
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He gave y'all bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he Billboard

(Chef)
We designin', with Diamonds
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He gave y'all bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the and he Billboard climbin'

Yo yo yo, him in his mouth
Fuck him, get the gasoline Terry to pull the act up
him to Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then skin his ass
As lame as he look he to cook

And he pleadin' for mercy, from his dome and he thirsty
The week we made him eat shit
Videotaped his wiz and I his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch fun with his kids

So now what hurts more? Is it me love to ya fam
Or you in the box laid the floor
Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my walls

Not Ajax can clean that, Jack
We need maintenance man shit that kill
That greasy on contact, finish you off 'cuz I'm pressed for time
man and 'em will be next to die, motherfucker

(Chef)
We designin', with Diamonds
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he Billboard

(Chef)
We designin', with Diamonds
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He gave y'all niggaz bricks on
(Chef)
To the death and he Billboard

Who don't They don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, we go
Who don't know? don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, we go

Who don't They don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, we go
Who don't know? They know, betta let 'em know
they go, here we go