Luyện nghe bài hát Club

No Limit black sheep, played the back seat for
Stayed away the Tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga, nothin changed
Got the and the gold chains
Now bitches wanna know my whole
I penetrate em, I disintegrate em
I let the next nigga date em, cuz I hate em
I spit voodoo, to the hard to get hoes
And at the end of the night, I rippin off
You fuckin with the realest, from lyrical
To and dealers and cap peelers, and street guerillas
villians to chillers, we made millions
And paid killers to protect
So what the you talk about winners?
You hear word camouflage when you hear my name
I represent the shell shocked cuz in my veins
(No Limit soldier) is on my left arm, I took it in
Throw hood up if you a thug
And all them say

[Chorus:
(Woah!)
You see a soldier on the holler
(Woah!)
You them soldiers on them beats holler
(Woah!)
time them soldiers speak holler
(Woah!)

[Kane &
Load weapons, grab your gats
We sprinkle daily verbs tracks
Hit the chest like attacks
When my lyrical hammer back
And leave bullet holes in your Bourbons and
The only thing we them hoes is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied Kane & Abel you know the camouflage
Blastin and mashin, kidnappin and head
blade slashin, the endo blunt passin
For the cash and, woah bout to happen
What you want (?) ugly that 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's from tv
Niggas hated, I sho hated
the weed, cremated
See this game, we

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga that everything out? (Nah)
The nigga that'll run through your motherfuckin set and
your hoe out (Fuck yeah nigga)
The nigga that's catchin niggas and beatin em down
Cuz they wearin Tanks, they don't know the fuck it mean
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's about your fuckin mouth
The nigga that'll the club up
Nigga, I don't give a if you bangin or slangin
Nigga I put this Tank up nigga you get rowdy as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna leave this without
spellin a
K-L you done lost your mind
Stop the track cuz these niggas don't about my click black
I with the M to the A to the C
the S to the E to the R to the V
Fuckin the T to the A to the N to the K
And I come through motherfucker and I raise my Tank up high
You best believe a you coward motherfuckers gon die

[Big
Nigga I claim?
Nigga I TRU!
I hang with niggas killas with TRU tatoos
I got my Big Ed from what I put between hips
I got my Assassin from the way I empty out clips
Wear the No Limit soldier, at heart
Hittin niggas with aways when I toss em I break em apart
get your guns up if you rowdy
And Assassin hit the stores, buy the album if you bout it
it

[Snoop
Rowdy in this motherfucker, loco
So I can come through and it TRU and do what the fuck I

I bust, I it TRU from the 'ginnin
Snoop Dogg, the representer from Long city
A TRU tank dog, bank in y'all face
If y'all try to come close, y'all can't run this
I place my self above the
my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we strap for strap
We got your back, even flip out or trip out
Or dip out, niggas lookin at me strange
My game to maintain, I let it go, I sell it tell it
Y'all can't touch it motherfucker, or bail it, for

X:]
Biggest mama, two guns here I come
Put down for my son, the camouflaged one
Mac the don, get your shine on cuz it's time
And I'ma get my rhyme on and like nine
Cocked nine millimeters the diva
Mia X-rated, platinum plated
Face it, when they me on the K-L track
All them niggas grab they and jump back
Hollin Woah cuz it's goin down like lips to
I'm so tight I make you bitches never see the mic
And spit, the matter lesson next to mine
I'm mama superior, you is fearin the
warfare I exhale
Some fake bitches you name is Mel
anybody, hip hop or glock
On TRU I'ma close shop, woah