Luyện nghe bài hát Crimey

Yeah nigga - part muh'fucker
out nigga (Grimey)
Neptunes - nigga nigga (Grimey)
- nigga what nigga (Grimey)
This is serious - type serious (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, nigga nigga (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, nigga what (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, part nigga (Grimey)
Yo, yo, yo

It's fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury nigga
I smoke boogies, conspiracy
It's like I'm Malcolm, with the X
These bitches swear they in love but just the X
Niggas act like, my coke long in stress
I don't keep two shotguns, under my chest
I flip, obsolete see I'm the of the streets
And show muh'fuckers how to rhyme on Neptunes'
In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the
This year I'll bring the shit to his family
Go 'head, and keep hatin, you receive
Mad volts in chest plate, hard to breathe
See you a hater Star & Buc, nigga what
And fuck Tommy Boy, them niggaz suck
I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes my spit
Wanna drink bottle I sip

Pharrell Williams]
Nigga that heat, is bustin off
And the ambulance come, and you off
And the witness like - we don't dem boys
Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey
we resume, hangin with stars
Then we live in fat and fat ass cars
Then we and scream - nigga FUCK the law
Me and my goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey

Yo, yo
I alternated the greatest, upgraded my speech
We Violator violatin, y'all capiche?
It's unsafe late night on (?) Beach
Drink some ranches and get slurped at least
Let's fun wit it, in the Bridge my niggaz dunn wit it
Niggaz had hit records, but we did it
Pop a see them chicks they like to holla N.O.!
You know hoes already know they gotta swallow
like Nutty Professor - fat as fuck
Four gold ain't none of it luck
Brad Pitt, Fight Club shit, you up
Since you, seem so tense the mutts
I'm connected, the police release my
Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel
Nigga this my year, you gonna feel
Money we got it but still try and feel

[Bridge: Williams (Noreaga)]
Type of niggarole, we must be (Grimey)
Toothbrush shanks and guns (Grimey)
Nigga get can't hush me son (Grimey)
Sellin everything 'til they cuff me (Grimey)
93 Ac' fuck a Range (Grimey)
Saliva at the mouth of your nigga (Grimey)
wrap, coke, and doo-rags (Grimey)
Never cleanin up, nigga that (Grimey)

You see we unbreakable, y'all is uncapable
We 2G nigga we use gats untraceable
Still smokin, and know how I do it
Keep big shanks, shit'll cut in half your
me and shorty, late night in the park
And so much brains I'm startin to feel smart
Off Beelzebub, feelin my love with heart
See these fake niggaz, my fists'll break
We switchin labels, now it's time to break
We switchin labels, now it's time to niggaz

[Pharell
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Violator - nigga nigga (Grimey)
shit is serious (Grimey)
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