Luyện nghe bài hát Coast To Coast Gangstas

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

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

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

Put a so big in your noggin' that if you God body
You can fit the whole sun, and star in
You starvin' for more lyrics I
Steady 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
bitch, I done shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas

Get a grip, dead four, in the hip
Slip, never picture me fallin', nigga trip

is the way of my walk
In a eleven, the tone when I talk
When I spray, pray, lay on the sidewalk
Color blood red, outlined in chalk

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

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

The of rap rock
I make a block party, bop to the sounds of a hot
From New down to Georgia, it don't stop
Killer Kill Addamsville with a hot glock, blat

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

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

Here is the deal, you in this field
And stoppin' until every hater here is revealed
'Cause we need no fuckin' clearance to peel
Or runnin' and the fear is revealed

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

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

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

Bitch, I pull a sawed-off from under the
Open your muthafucka, you got thunder to face
Fuck rest, we gon' lay muthafuckas to waste
You bit the pully nigga tell me, how the did it taste

From my gun, big guns, big
M. Woods, sixth hourm Berettas, Tauruses,
Smith and Wesson's, glocks and
AK's, AR Mack elevens and M-16's

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

Who's the man with the strap in his
Homie's stolen 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, hittin' em up the bandana
And I can't stand a snitch so I the lid
Just in case them bitch niggas wanna with this

I on the trigger, 'cause lames hate me nigga
They can't pay me nigga, my lay dates nigga
Where AK so thirty shot
Nine millimeter, aimed, ready to send ya

So put your can on your vest a Bible and pray slowly
'Cause this'll leave your holey
With the glock ready to ring, bring the trauma to the scene
It's the Heisman and the Drama King

It's that time nine-milli clappin'
Dude, what's crackin'?
I been gettin' it since 'Paid In Full' was happenin'
I gotta do it like to keep my street name

And made me kill Wayne Growe when the heat came
I smut but stimulation is good
I keep the hammer with me, renovatin' the hood
Difference between us, I'm loot on tours

shoes on the Beem, you got a boot on yours
Dudes no names wanna put an end to me
But doggs, I'm readin' the lines
The whole game's in

Talk about and how you with somethin'
When you really air balls
You ain't hittin'
Nathan, through the strip, O.G.'s

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

Aiiyo, fuck the shit when the guns spit
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 rounds

This the royal, I ain't
I'm takin' this over so y'all either or dyin'
And I won't hesitate to the iron
You is chillin' with a ragin' lion

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

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