Luyện nghe bài hát Colabo

Let me tell you somethin, about to wild on 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
Rockin non to the top
And I won't drop, till my vocal cords feel they gon pop
Who wanna get it on, try to peep my scheme
my team, standin right in front of the screen
I it up, like flames, aint no time for the games
Out the same crew, but two different names
JnJ and QMW, here to bring the too
I wild on any track like son I be runnin you
Leavin you on the floor bleedin, mess is what you needin
Cardiac arrest poor breathin
I be you in the dust, you can't front on us
We lust for the cream, and ya gun bust
what

My team reform like a meeting
I put the heat to your face, Queens greeting
Niggas like you get slapped kid, just for
my niggas wild out, off the shit I'm drinkin
That aint ya proof, I let loose on whole group
While ya recruit, my fans splittin up ya loot
That's how we do, jump out you owe somethin
You Q somethin, stompin like you stoled somethin
You think I'm frontin?, yo my livin, money gettin
Whether its rap or flippin
Ya niggas need to avoid
your chance is tryin to advance to all my fam
When gun to grams, wrong plan 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, niggas don't want it

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

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We be the wild shifty livin cats from Queens
98 it down, basically for my team
Mega drama in the hood, y'all got to stay on
'cause nothin to lose, wanna be cats
Push ya shit back, but fuck
We play the too, only if it's necessary
We start shit, we finish shit
And holdin it down, it's time to go hard
In this rap shit too, if you get technical
It's quite a few to it down like we do
And lay ya on a track that be confortable
It ain't a team out here fuckin my crew
South Jamaica Queens, Queens 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
the count em in this?
Third and one, man in motion, I'm the blitz ya scrimmage
I see everything in my perimeter, I the blows
Sendin you to the ground, you can't get up, lay down, stay
Sendin game to O Team, walk, QB and O Beem
Came on the with O E, and nobody can hold me
The acrobatic track assassinator me and
Stand back to back 25 on a calculator
Now make a move, I shake em an earthquake
I'm a take em and tie em into a human
What's to do then break em
I disappear a genie, reappear on ya tv with and LP and CD
Strictly GB now we be, gutter butter family
my bong, blaze trauma to bomb
on our flight to our show in Hong
Now hold on tight, the rap reckin ball
Knockin ya out of we don't saw
JnJ, Queens Most, evacuate
A whole platoon of niggas, we should of did it sooner

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