Luyện nghe bài hát Cock & Squeeze

Gimme some
And when I nigga gimme ya mask
Then after that lend me your mack and gimme your
That precious thing you call a life ill put an end to
Get in ass if you want have to leave me eagle mack
You want a class
Dont take to read you class

You broke as fuck and on the bus 'cause your regal
This shit is fag
Battle me I you mad
Put you in a sleeper ,drag ass to the reaper's pad
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Or the wrath of my heater that
Lyric punches meters blast on your speaker rack
Crib, or anywhere where theres people at
They love my they couldnt care where they leaves yours at
Your a rat
Tell ho I'm not gonna beep her back
need her black
Got too many needer-rats
Who her fat
I bet your gal ain't with my gat
Im holdin lyrics sendin at you locals cat
Gone
more whack
Than a gold
You dat
When you
a known fact
rap
Suck a mc
to pick another field, go out and find you a job
Or go out and rob

Rappin' to function
You out of place,
a 2 of heart and 2 of diamond in a game of spades
While my ways
Set your lyrics to a
Put a grimace on ur
Im in the on a page
Of
sucka niggaz out they misery
Its not a
My victories are
It matter if the judge is racist
And I was battling your aces in bitches bassment
Im
Thats
Face it, the
senses of a senitle
Holdin on my
Right before I tha flows
Down the like minerals
Even after
In videos, my ego
In cagnito
From rolls
Mean and
I hope you niggaz catch a of arthrita
You ain't no
And still don't even have a
Idea when you me , we gonna worst turn into fighters
Yea yea
Ya muthafucking

Cock and, squeeze,
Dirty dozen fuck wit us

niggaz roll deep
Hold heat and slick
Yea yea
off my dick

[kon
I should tie you up and cuttin u wit a knife
And sit you in the alcohol for the night
And you strugglin, strainin, squeal for your life
Dump a radio bumpin your when your bad for da life
Thats what I take you
u in fake humble
Attack your foundation it crumble
Its me and my dog be on
Gone off __ but in tha right mind
Just to blaze a
To _or fake that rap
Screamin up bootleg like they scared and shit
that tha kon artis come prepared with clips
Fuller then male
You watch u pictures
Notes and down quotes and how I rap and get witcha
Told u niggaz before we got to gain
to lose, curuptin the lives of all rules
Tie em' up and put him in situations to him
Tie him up to trees and poisonous darts at him
With in it to murder him
Servin' him
D.p. kon artis, tonite
We rock state to state
And city to
You a siss like a faggot tryin on silicon tities
And nobody size d bra
wit side shit give it to y'all glit caught raw (? ? )
Raw raw raw raw raw

Cock and, squeeze,
dozen don't fuck wit us

Detroit niggaz deep
Hold and talk slick
Yea yea
off my dick

I turn a hard nigga
And his ass faster than a cheetah
blaze no blunts
But I blaze them
Amaze ya
Wit bullets I rattle frame
Whos
suburban tusslin'
Playin dat 3
Before
twin glocks
On block
Yellin my name loud puttin rhymes inside mailbox
dots

Caught dreadlocks
for tha cops
And tell him that ur ass had wit biggie and 2pac
Hot lead to
Shot, bled to
red and meth
You need to up
up
For war
on the more
I spattle ur
Got battle on your tour
up on you
Battle on ur
_ wit dis
On ur mic grip, you slip
it up
Hit sonny _
to _
Rock til the early
This is on
I got da problem fiend problems
My crew d12 uglier than the green goblin
I bring too
Horror, u
A fact why nobody wanna u
whack bitch!
What the fuck you thought would
When bullets start collapsin your
Maintain or bring
Freestyle fanatic named
Fresh off the paper this one turn ur meat
Mc the
Steppin on ur
Screamin 7 mile bitch eastside come from
Hold your fort
Snort like
pryor
I clap more clips than a liver

Yea yea bitch what the you thought
niggaz get caught like saught I'm incredible like the hulk
Why settle for
P-r the "o"
My sex is
Cash checks federal
Yo bitch!