Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

Straight up, last minute, you know what 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 They don't know, betta let 'em know
There go, here we go

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

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

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

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

(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' with
(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 Carta' bomb harder nearly everybody
Very rarely you find me without the
Just waitin' for Rae to me the cue and
You see about 100 Rican niggaz shootin'

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

Already knowin' that ya shit was
hard on the mic when yo' click is ass
All we to do is bring 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
Whether Marcy or Comstock, triggers 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 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 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
Bring him to Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks 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 fun with his kids

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

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

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

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
There they go, we go

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