Luyện nghe bài hát Colabo

Let me tell you somethin, to wild on this track
Who react, nigga 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 like they gon pop
Who wanna get it on, niggas try to my scheme
Know my team, standin right in front of the
I blaze it up, like flames, no time for the games
Out the Queens crew, but two different names
JnJ and QMW, here to bring the too
I wild on any track like son I be runnin you
you on the floor bleedin, eatin mess is what you needin
Cardiac arrest poor 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 reform like a mason meeting
I put the heat to your face, official greeting
like you get slapped kid, just for speakin
While my niggas wild out, off the 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 like you owe
You Q roll somethin, stompin you stoled somethin
You I'm frontin?, yo my Queens livin, money gettin
its rap or coke flippin
Ya niggas to avoid collision
'cause your chance is to advance to all my fam
When it's gun to grams, wrong plan you and man
to get rejected, I rock a 50 inch necklace
My break records, we make ya life hectic
The Queens Wanted, yo my man made you run it
But shit you did, we done it, y'all niggas want it

2X: Leek
Ain't no tellin what I of them
Me and my hooligans a em
Send hot at his crew and him
Fluin him, M.L. style, around blaze the pound
Now lay ya ass

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We be the wild type shifty livin cats Queens
98 it down, basically for my team
Mega drama in the hood, y'all got to on point
'cause to lose, wanna be thug cats
Push ya shit back, but fuck
We play the game too, only if necessary
We never start shit, we finish
And holdin it down, when it's to go hard
In this rap shit too, if you wanna get
It's quite a few to hold it like 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 Leek, and Bandit 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 ya scrimmage
I see everything in my perimeter, I the blows
you to the ground, you can't get up, lay down, stay down
Sendin to O Team, wild walk, QB and O Beem
on the field with O E, and nobody can hold me
The acrobatic assassinator me and Drama
back to back 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 break em
I disappear a genie, reappear on ya tv with and LP and CD
GB now we be, gutter butter family strong
Smurfin my bong, trauma to bomb
on our flight to our show in Kong
Now hold on tight, it's the rap reckin
ya out of position we don't saw
JnJ, Most, colaboratin evacuate
A whole platoon of niggas, we should of did it sooner

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