Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

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

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

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

Then minutes later they burglars
I heard from the grapevine mine it
Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his went up
And now stronger than ever, Nike jackets and Classics

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

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

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

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 Rican niggaz

Nigga get down, lay down, we play around
I don't know what you heard but we play around
cooked coke but look, but what the fuck happened?
How you leave the dope game to 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 niggaz set it when we get in the
Whether Marcy or Comstock, 'pon cock
punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop

(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 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

Yo yo yo, him in his mouth
Fuck him, get the tell 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, from his dome and he thirsty
The week we made him eat shit
Videotaped his wiz and I his bitch
him watch me on the couch havin' 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 torchin' ya balls?
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my walls

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

(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 climbin'

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

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

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