Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

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

Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em
There they go, we go
Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em
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 niggaz I go against, the was his
One unit of murderers, all type of Goons'll watch

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

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

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

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

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' with
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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 Carta' bomb harder over nearly
Very rarely you find me the mini-shotti
waitin' for Rae to give me the cue and
You see about 100 Puerto niggaz shootin'

get down, lay down, we don't play around
I know what you heard but we don't play around
It's cooked coke but look, but the fuck happened?
How you the dope 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 literally the of that

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

(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

(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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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