Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

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

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

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

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

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

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

(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

(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 Billboard

Yeah uh, yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly
Very rarely you me without the mini-shotti
Just waitin' for Rae to me the cue and
You see about 100 Puerto Rican shootin'

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

Already that ya shit was trash
Breathin' hard on the mic yo' click is ass
All we tryin' to do is bring to rap
And you kiddin' me? I'm the epitome of that

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

(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'

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

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 to cook

And he for mercy, bleedin' from his dome 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 hurts Is it me showin' love to ya fam
Or you in the box under the floor
Or you alive blow torchin' ya balls?
My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my Scarface

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

(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

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

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