Luyện nghe bài hát Colabo

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

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

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Ain't no tellin what I thought of
Me and my a ruin em
Send hot 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 wild type shifty livin cats from
98 hold it down, for my team
drama in the hood, y'all got to stay on point
'cause nothin to lose, be thug cats
Push ya shit back, but fuck
We the game too, only if it's necessary
We never start shit, we finish
And holdin it down, when it's time to go
In this rap shit too, if you wanna get
It's quite a few to hold it down we do
And lay ya verse on a track that be
It a team out here fuckin with my crew
South Jamaica Queens, Queens Most comin
Rob U, Wow Woo O, and my nigga Leek, and kid
Forever in my

Now let me get on the mic, and get the
What's the count em in
Third and one, man in motion, I'm about the blitz ya
I see in my perimeter, I deliver the blows
Sendin you to the ground, you get up, lay down, stay down
Sendin game to O Team, wild walk, QB and O
Came on the field with O E, and can hold me
The acrobatic assassinator me and Drama
Stand back to like 25 on a calculator
Now make a move, I shake em an earthquake
I'm a em and tie em into a human pretzle
What's left to do then em
I disappear like a genie, on ya tv with and LP and CD
Strictly GB now we be, gutter butter family
Smurfin my bong, blaze to bomb
on our flight to our show in Kong
Now hold on tight, it's the rap ball
Knockin ya out of we don't saw
JnJ, Queens Most, evacuate
A platoon of niggas, we should of did it sooner niggas

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