Luyện nghe bài hát Colabo

Let me tell you somethin, to wild on this track
Who wanna react, aint no holdin me back
Sparkin the every day, Colabo with Queens Most
Up in the party, Bacardi, yo how we go
non stop to the top
And I won't drop, till my cords feel like they gon pop
Who wanna get it on, niggas try to my scheme
Know my team, standin in front of the screen
I blaze it up, like flames, aint no for the games
Out the Queens crew, but two different names
JnJ and QMW, here to the trouble too
I on any track like that son I be runnin you
Leavin you on the bleedin, eatin mess is what you needin
Cardiac arrest with breathin
I be leavin you in the dust, you can't on us
We for the cream, and ya gun don't bust
Nigga

My team reform a mason meeting
I put the heat to your face, official greeting
Niggas like you get kid, just for speakin
While my wild out, off the shit I'm drinkin
aint ya proof, I let loose on your whole group
While ya recruit, my fans up ya fuckin loot
That's how we do, jump out you owe somethin
You Q roll somethin, like you stoled somethin
You think I'm frontin?, yo my Queens livin, money
Whether its rap or coke
Ya niggas need to collision
your chance is tryin to advance to all my fam
When it's gun to grams, wrong you and your man
Quick to get rejected, I rock a 50 inch
My team break records, we make ya life
The Most Wanted, yo my man made you run it
But shit you did, we done it, y'all don't want it

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Ain't no what I thought of them
Me and my hooligans a em
hot ones at his crew and him
Fluin him, M.L. style, spinned blaze the pound
Now lay ya ass

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We be the type shifty livin cats from Queens
98 it down, basically for my team
Mega drama in the hood, y'all got to on point
'cause nothin to lose, wanna be thug
ya shit back, but fuck that
We play the too, only if it's necessary
We start shit, we finish shit
And holdin it down, when time to go hard
In this rap shit too, if you get technical
It's a few to hold it down like we do
And lay ya verse on a track that be
It ain't a team out here with my crew
Jamaica Queens, Queens Most comin through
Rob U, Wow Woo O, and my nigga Leek, and kid
in my memory

Now let me get on the mic, and get the
What's the count em in
Third and one, man in motion, I'm the blitz ya scrimmage
I see everything in my perimeter, I deliver the
Sendin you to the ground, you get up, lay down, stay down
game to O Team, wild walk, QB and O Beem
Came on the with O E, and nobody can hold me
The acrobatic track assassinator me and
back to back like 25 on a calculator
Now make a move, I em like an earthquake
I'm a take em and tie em a human pretzle
What's left to do then em
I disappear like a genie, reappear on ya tv and LP and CD
Strictly GB now we be, butter family strong
Smurfin my bong, blaze trauma to
on our flight to our in Hong Kong
Now hold on tight, it's the rap ball
ya out of position we don't saw
JnJ, Most, colaboratin evacuate
A platoon of niggas, we should of did it sooner niggas

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