Luyện nghe bài hát Cobra Clutch

Yo, bitch
Aiyyo,
Aiyyo, it

Aiyyo we dash log this bloody of Glaciers
shot threw a gem in his mouth, swallowed his razor
Say no more, my fat beat parked against the
Trooper square holding, face don't a fuck about the law

Take off the bracelets, get blinded by the ice Boo
not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my temple logo familiar? It's power
Yo, every fine snitch an inch off Eddie Bauer

Gucci sneaker rockin' just another form of
No cock-blockin', clientele till I'm droppin'
Kangol slanted, Ghost'll ran with it, hippie
Club never empty-handed when I brand it

Mark callin' Austin, Mark Austin down in Boston
Both of them dead, cop in the and
Big chain nigga, Matchbox car drivin'
Street whylin', Role' with the four-finger

Watch him, scorchin' with spells and top
'til the stock skyrocket, Bobby Mocassin
Switched from Pert Plus, escrow on the side throw in sun
Ghost'll shinin' 'til the sun bust

Yo up, born-to-be right behind the curtain
With her nose out, sixty center get the out
Feather heathens, teethin' on mic dicks
When thy said, "Let the die for your bread nigga"

Yo, don't want us in clubs
Because we out
Who is these righteous
With they out?

Stapleton Projects, you're lookin' at
best, puttin' on the hits is no contest
Now, who the in New York City?
(Wu-Tang)
stop shittin' on me

I got men out in the street
Now if they all get bitch I starve
Is it?
(Is what you're tryin' to tell me?)

Aiyyo, the money, one man behind the plate
Hold it honey-shallah rock the half man Gumby
Twisted, the mime of the floods, niggaz spell
One oh five point six

Cosmetic classical, is shield, Milagro Bean field
Watch me half of you, new attributes
Teletronics, DBX, one X
Compression with the A and press

Extract bass in which the dew drips
Vanilla suckle jasmine bits
Five hundred rap average
One taste the bowl and blow up

Houdini escapes from the hell halls of tragic
Speaking to the of April's
in the rap game erasial
Excedrin head bredderns catch

Side orders, one for take out
Stomp your man half to death, rob him we break it
Get off on the clove exit, knees dirty, now
With low leverage, it how she lick the head of me

'Cause it's law order today, we pay
New tomorrow's, Rubik's Cube money in a
Deck the Halls, crush salary
in [incomprehensible] hall

Hey y'all, Peppermint
Slum my Paul, Wrangler
Straight laid the when it's sag with one banger
Interlude loop me to hang up

Ticklish, Crunch niggaz
At the flicks off
Standin' in the rain and can't find whips
Suckers,

Yo, promoters don't want us in because we spaz out
Who is these righteous motherfuckers with they flags
Stapleton Projects, recognize lookin' at
best, puttin' on the hits is no contest

Now, who the hypest in New York
(Wu-Tang)
Radio shittin' on me