Luyện nghe bài hát Coast To Coast Gangstas

Brooklyn, is the set-off
Kay Sleezy, it to the streets nigga
Word up, Money, uh, uh
set-off

Don't get it fucked up 'cause calm with his grandma
'Cause I'm like bakin' soda, bitch, I'm with a hammer
And when I'm strapped, fool, fuck your
like Jimmy Ivene in Virginia
You in the like a muthafucka

Fine, niggas don't let him shine
Niggas hate that fact don't give a fuckin' nine
as he ran his mouth, one tre pound seven to nine
Guess who's the odd man out, I guess we got in common
I'm just a little more calm when I'm about to your arm in

Put a hole so big in your that if you God body
You can fit the whole sun, and star in
You for more lyrics I know
robbin' all them lyrics I flow

I'm Sadamin' all you niggas fo'
You know I'm a true nigga, please do, nigga
Betta inquire from a few
'Cause bitch, I shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas

Get a grip, dead four, in the hip
Slip, never me fallin', nigga don't trip

is the way of my walk
In a mini-mack eleven, the tone when I
I spray, niggas pray, lay on the sidewalk
Color blood red, body in chalk

My rhymes, two all nines
Hard hit when they spit, split wigs time
This eightball's a nine
Tear apart parts when I spark nine

At they head hard, lodged in they damn
Leaves emcee's Christopher Reeves, crippled and cryin'
in a bag and a breath away from dyin'
Nigga I'm the epitomy of raw

The epitomy of rap
I make a party, bop to the sounds of a hot glock
From New York to Georgia, it don't stop
Killer Kill from Addamsville with a hot glock,

say murder is the case, they wanna throw me
I these muthafuckas don't know me
O.G. rock called a yay

VA's
Underground muthafuckin' king, call me, highness
I tear your sinus this gun powder
Wipe your with the steal, no fear, this is real, niggas

Here is the deal, you clear in this
And ain't stoppin' until every here is revealed
'Cause we need no fuckin' clearance to peel
Or runnin' and the fear is revealed

So get off this block, homie, your corner
Keep all heroin, rocks and you marijuana
I'm like a character on the or the Wire
You'se a big pussy, lil' man, it's over,

'Cause the clock's tickin', your days is
But we know all lil' different fuckin' ways, you slum
But it's trill downtown, momma's all free
Your house is sugar, layin' with your and your seed

Yes indeed, Big Bun is on a invasion
You bleed on my gun from your dome abrasions
'Cause my chrome is blazin', I'm crunk
Got the bop gun like Sir D'Voidoffunk

Bitch, I pull a from under the waist
Open your eyes muthafucka, you got thunder to
Fuck rest, we gon' lay these to waste
You bit the pully nigga me, how the fuck did it taste

my gun, big guns, big power
M. Woods, sixth hourm Berettas, Tauruses,
and Wesson's, glocks and lugers
AK's, AR 15's Mack elevens and

caliber, so why try it?
You by it, so you die by it
A gun

Who's the man the strap in his hand
Homie's semi-autos and contrabands
All day every day, my hood in day
In a six-trey with my Kay Slay

Dub the law scan, the infrared
Hangin' out the window, em up with the bandana
And I can't stand a snitch so I the lid
Just in case them bitch niggas wanna sing with

I stay on the trigger, 'cause hate me nigga
They can't pay me nigga, where my lay nigga
Where AK so thirty shot
millimeter, Melinda's aimed, ready to send ya

So put your can on your vest like a and pray slowly
'Cause leave your teflon holey
With the forty glock ready to ring, the trauma to the scene
It's the Ghetto Heisman and the King

about that time nine-milli clappin'
Dude, really crackin'?
I been gettin' it since 'Paid In was really happenin'
I gotta do it like that to keep my name

And pride made me kill Wayne when the heat came
I don't smut but is good
I keep the hammer with me, Joey's renovatin' the
Difference between us, I'm gettin' loot on

Good on the Beem, you got a boot on yours
Dudes no names wanna put an end to me
But doggs, I'm readin' between the
The whole in parenthesis

Talk about models and how you somethin'
When you really air balls
You hittin' nothin'
Nathan, the strip, O.G.'s blazin'

Street slowly hatin' on Joey, so amazin'
And hood knowin' what up
Either holdin' you down or you up, throwin' it up
Oh

Aiiyo, fuck the dumb shit when the guns
One clip'll your whole strip laid down
Thirty-two shots to your block, I had that shit caged
And before you blink, I let off eight

the royal, I ain't playin'
I'm this over so y'all either layin' or dyin'
And I won't to blaze the iron
You cocksuckers is chillin' with a ragin'

I see them every day when I'm racin' by 'em
Or on the poppin' bottles while they hatin' and eyein'
Uh, the slider or the highrider
I keep my block rocker, under the blue dosser

Far as Philly, it's no to who's liver
I'm hotter, Hak Ditty, block
prepared, I hope y'all fully aware
That y'all niggas got a this year