Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

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

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

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

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

Go it and it's instant vendettas
He run things, gun down
Check the joint, the kid in
in Africa with two lions

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

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

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

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

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

Uh, we much better than y'all, the Squad
My niggaz set it we get in the yard
Whether Marcy or Comstock, triggers 'pon
Straight punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon'

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

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

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

And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' his dome and he thirsty
The first week we him eat shit
his wiz and I fucked his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun his kids

So now what hurts Is it me showin' love to ya fam
Or you in the box under the floor
Or keep you blow torchin' ya balls?
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my Scarface

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

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

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' with
(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 know? don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, we go
Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em
they go, here we go

Who don't know? They 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