Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

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

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

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

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

(Chef)
We designin', with 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 y'all bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he climbin'

Yeah uh, yo Don Carta' bomb 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

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

knowin' that ya shit was trash
Breathin' on the mic when yo' click is ass
All we tryin' to do is dignity to rap
And you kiddin' me? I'm literally the of that

Uh, we much better than y'all, the Squad
My niggaz set it when we get in the
Whether Marcy or Comstock, triggers 'pon
Straight in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop

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

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

And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' his dome and he thirsty
The first week we him eat shit
his wiz and I fucked his bitch
Made him 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 under the floor
Or keep you blow torchin' ya balls?
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my Scarface

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

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

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

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