Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

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

Who don't know? They don't know, let 'em know
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Who don't know? They know, betta let 'em know
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Aiyo, aiyo Clientele Kidd layin' in the crib gettin' ill
Those who 8 get gig got rugby's on and 4/5ths
them niggaz I go against, the money was his
One nasty unit of murderers, all type of watch

four minutes later they burglars
I from the grapevine mine made it
Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his went up
And now he's than ever, Nike jackets and Classics

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

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

Yeah uh, yo Don Carta' 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 niggaz

Nigga get down, lay down, we don't play
I don't know you heard but we don't play around
cooked coke 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 when yo' is ass
All we tryin' to do is bring 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
Whether or Comstock, triggers 'pon cock
Straight punch in ya and you niggaz gon' drop

(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'

(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

Yo yo yo, him in his mouth
Fuck him, get the gasoline Terry to pull the act up
Bring him to Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks skin his ass
As as he look he ready 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 his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch fun with his kids

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

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

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

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