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

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

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

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

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

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' 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

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

Nigga get down, lay down, we don't play
I don't know 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 knowin' that ya shit was
Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' is ass
All we tryin' to do is dignity to rap
And you kiddin' me? I'm the epitome of that

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

(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 Billboard

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

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

And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his and he thirsty
The first week we made him eat
Videotaped his wiz and I fucked his
Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his

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

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

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

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

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