Luyện nghe bài hát Coming for You

New Beanie Sigel,
Don't get
Fat shout, Street

1, 2, Sigel for you
3, 4, I'm 'bout to kick in door
5, 6, man, I want bricks
7, 8, you gon' up dat weight
9, 10, I'll put the glock to ya
11, 12, man, see you in hell

I handle like hammers and wrenchs
Gats wit attachments, how you want it, metal or plastic?
Disrespect your fam, bastard, close casket
Then I give 'em a can of hold ashes

Visions of the killer for we a passin'
True killer, true thug, show no passion
Hit rug, hit your ceiling, if I know if you stashin'
Wrong, the rug, nigga know who you passin'

Fresh year from rammin' off the fours and perks
Keep the handy, jammin' you for war or work
Niggas the border, goin' berserk
On the roof dat S.W.A.T., lettin' off shots and spurts

Dey to trap me in the back of the yard
Man, I'm every cat fall, hittin' from the cap to the Sarge
Can't see me back in the yard, two wacks back to the
Use the two gat stash in the wall

Picture Mac liftin' up racks in the
I had a block, shiftin' up, knocking off by the yard
The from dem dudes, smokeless confused, shit
They ain't know if they want a or the saw

they life, straight from the pipe to the straw
Pokin' they vein, what you want, the dope or the
I open the to sniffin' the D, X to the Z
Hot from B Sig consecutively

1, 2, Freeway's for yo' ass
3, 4, you better watch yo'
5, 6, have you duckin' from dem
7, 8, fuck it, I can't

Y'all niggas crazy Free won't draw the lev'
Prefer the nine but I got the four instead
I move dimes, who your dime? Get your in bed
Tell that triflin' bitch I want than head

Free might spark at ya clip, take more bread
Guns and bricks young bulls hug the block
Dey love the strip, 'em get chains and watches
Guns and kicks, freeway, my name is priceless, is sick

And remember, if you lie on
Lie in the lake, your bitch lie on Free
She on the snake and my whip over her key
We in the jakes, empty clips, hop on Amtrak

Out of the state, shit, you and yo' man, right outta ya case
dis clip, blow your brain right outta ya face
Lawyer slick, preliminary, outta the
Flow legendary, hotter than

You be Free? Never, where we outta the
Roc-A-Fella pop Cris 'til we the case
Form the hood nigga Nikes, Delts and 'Lo
Hood niggas just me, get bell and [Incomprehensible]

Hood chickens just bite me well and squad
I was 16, thousand wit no job
And I skipped school, gripped wit no rides
Been a crack leave bitch wit no thighs

No tits, rob wit no clips
No guns, niggas wit no chips
And the flow runs like the Mississippi
And your hoe comes, ya hear me when I whisper
Silence all hit 'em fo-fo-for dey hit ya
If we comin' for you than, nigga, we get ya

1, 2, Sigel for you
3, 4, I'm 'bout to kick in your
5, 6, man, I want bricks
7, 8, you give up dat weight
9, 10, put the glock to ya chin
11, 12, man, I'll see you in

1, 2, comin' for yo' ass
3, 4, you better yo' stash
5, 6, have you duckin' dem clips
7, 8, it, I can't wait

DJ Clue,
The Part 2 niggas, word up
You know how we do