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
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Aiyo, aiyo Clientele Kidd layin' in the crib ill money
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 watch

Then four later they burglars
I heard from the mine made it
the name up, this gift 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
in Africa with two lions

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

(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 y'all bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the and he Billboard climbin'

uh, yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody
Very you find me without the mini-shotti
Just for Rae to give 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 don't play
It's coke but look, but what the fuck happened?
How you leave the dope game to pursue

Already knowin' 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 epitome of

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
punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop

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

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

And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' his dome and he thirsty
The week we made him eat shit
Videotaped his wiz and I his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch fun with his kids

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

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

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

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

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