Luyện nghe bài hát Colabo

Let me tell you somethin, to wild on this track
Who wanna react, nigga no holdin me back
Sparkin the dutches 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 vocal feel like they gon pop
Who get it on, niggas try to peep my scheme
Know my team, standin in front of the screen
I blaze it up, like flames, aint no time for the
Out the same Queens crew, but two names
JnJ and QMW, here to bring the too
I on any track like that son I be runnin you
Leavin you on the floor bleedin, eatin mess is what you
Cardiac with 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 reform like a mason meeting
I put the heat to your face, official greeting
Niggas like you get 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 up ya fuckin loot
That's how we do, out like 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 flippin
Ya niggas need to collision
'cause your chance is tryin to to all my fam
it's gun to grams, wrong plan you and your man
Quick to get rejected, I a 50 inch necklace
My team break records, we make ya hectic
The Queens Wanted, yo my man made you run it
But shit you did, we done it, y'all niggas don't it

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

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We be the wild type shifty cats from Queens
98 it down, basically for my team
Mega drama in the hood, got to stay on point
'cause nothin to lose, wanna be thug
ya shit back, but fuck that
We play the game too, only if it's
We never shit, we finish shit
And it down, when it's time to go hard
In this rap too, if you wanna get technical
It's quite a few to it down like we do
And lay ya verse on a track that be
It ain't a team out fuckin with my crew
South Jamaica Queens, Queens Most 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
and one, man in motion, I'm about 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 to O Team, wild walk, QB and O Beem
Came on the field with O E, and nobody can me
The track assassinator me and Drama
Stand back to back 25 on a calculator
Now make a move, I shake em like an
I'm a take em and tie em a human pretzle
What's left to do then em
I disappear a genie, reappear on ya tv with and LP and CD
Strictly GB now we be, gutter butter family
Smurfin my bong, trauma to bomb
on our flight to our in Hong Kong
Now on tight, it's the rap reckin ball
Knockin ya out of position we saw
JnJ, Queens Most, colaboratin
A whole of niggas, we should of did it sooner niggas

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