Luyện nghe bài hát Crimey

Yeah nigga - part muh'fucker
out nigga (Grimey)
Neptunes - nigga nigga (Grimey)
Violator - what nigga (Grimey)
This shit is serious - 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 like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury
I smoke boogies, theory
like I'm Malcolm, with just the X
These bitches swear they in love but just the X
Niggas act like, my ain't long in stress
Like I don't keep two shotguns, 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 I'll bring the shit home to his family
Go 'head, and hatin, until you receive
Mad in your chest plate, hard to breathe
See you a like Star & Buc, nigga what
And fuck Tommy Boy, niggaz just suck
I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes my spit
Wanna drink bottle I sip

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

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

[Bridge: Pharrell (Noreaga)]
Type of niggarole, we must be (Grimey)
Toothbrush and rusty guns (Grimey)
Nigga get popped can't me son (Grimey)
Sellin 'til they cuff me dunn (Grimey)
93 Ac' fuck a nigga (Grimey)
at the mouth of your chain nigga (Grimey)
Reynolds wrap, coke, and (Grimey)
Never cleanin up, nigga that (Grimey)

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

[Pharell
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Violator - what nigga (Grimey)
This is serious (Grimey)
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