Luyện nghe bài hát Collect My Stripez

(don't around...)

In the mutherfuckin
To the 9 to the 6
in this bitch, uh
And we in this muthafucka lookin' too
This goin' out to all the hub players baby
it out

Gang way cause I'm nuthin but a
A nigga that kill, real
gon' steal to your
jaw
Fuck the
We go knuckle to knuckle, i'ma your ass buckle (geah)
It seems you talk much trash but i'ma be like rockets
Hard to on that ass (pop pop pop)
Niggas faulty, you done fucked yourself this time
With the 1-59
You goin be feelin kinda when we pass you
Your ride full of when we blast you
Got no stripes at all
Go toe to toe the m.a. and they gon' fall sucker
Better duck ah, buck ya
Serve you like a clucker, punk
You can't hang with the heavy weights
Niggas on the run, lil & bird, da foe and eiht
So fool get your on, you're trip on
skip on
Before I get my on
Geah, bitch,
And I'm just tryin' to collect my

(don't around...)

Eihthype in the house
Young in the house nigga
in the house

[young
A east side
to put it down for the goods
I'm
G'd up, up the hood (gangsta)
The got problems
Swerve in an all gold trey, (geah)
out the window deuce-five, bust
Givin a like ike turner
Corner, one times at the
In
my big homie on d's (c'mon)
Since it's all about the
I'm jumpin out with the heat,
Hit that block and stop, I'm in
Breakin with the deuce-five
me a classic
A b.g. caps for stripes
But now it's
I wish I had a plastic
And now we
brains and thangs
Cause I'm a
It nuthin but killin
When you dealin the evil side
Caps get
And still to the g
how it is
Collectin'

(don't around...)
big baby, geah...
And nuthin but the killers in here
Like I said again my friend
Niggas in this muthafucka lookin' too
Geah, watts up rat big
We in the muthafuckin house,

Punk mutherfuckers act up
How can you speak when you got no back up?
I guess we got niggas in the c.p.t.
Tryin to represent but ain't worth cent
Niggas to get cut down to size
Puttin permanent marks they mutherfuckin eyes
To be or not to be killed is the
When I lay slugs in muthafuckin chest and
You silly - billy
Don't hit that high
As I slit throat
Can't it, goddamnit!
ram it
Any time, any like janet
I'ma serve you like flow and mel's
Then break your fragile-ass like some
Knick knack paddy wack, give a dog a
cats need to get that ass on
We heads like bowling balls
Serve your block with the glock house calls (geah)
So don't be fuckin with the when I'm buzzed
Geah, right and I'm tryin to collect my stripes

Nigga, uh
Eihthype in the house
Like I said once my friend
It ain't till the fat bitch spit
And she ain't shit
Cause we ain't shit but the nina
To the mutherfuckin six, y'know I'm
Fuck all you fake-ass fools out
Cause we ain't but the true blue gangstas
the hub city y'know I'm sayin?
West side all day
Nigga and we don't
Eihthype in the house, erb