Luyện nghe bài hát Crimey

Yeah - part four muh'fucker
Thugged out (Grimey)
Neptunes - nigga nigga (Grimey)
Violator - nigga what (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 like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, fury nigga
I smoke boogies, conspiracy
It's like I'm Malcolm, with the X
bitches swear they in love but it's just the X
Niggas act like, my coke ain't in stress
Like I keep two shotguns, under my chest
I flip, see I'm the king 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 home to his
Go 'head, and keep hatin, until you
Mad in your chest plate, hard to breathe
See you a hater like Star & Buc, what
And fuck Tommy Boy, them niggaz suck
I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, swallow my spit
Wanna drink every I sip

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

Yo, yo
I with the greatest, upgraded my speech
We Violator violatin, y'all capiche?
It's like late night on (?) Beach
some river ranches and get slurped at least
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 already know gotta swallow
Money Nutty Professor - fat as fuck
Four gold albums; none of it luck
Pitt, Fight Club shit, fuckin you up
Since you, so tense release the mutts
I'm connected, the police my cuffs
Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel
this my year, you gonna feel Nore
Money we got it but still try and more

[Bridge: Williams (Noreaga)]
Type of niggarole, we be dunns (Grimey)
Toothbrush shanks and rusty (Grimey)
Nigga get popped hush me son (Grimey)
Sellin 'til they cuff me dunn (Grimey)
93 Ac' fuck a Range (Grimey)
at the mouth of your chain nigga (Grimey)
Reynolds wrap, coke, and (Grimey)
Never up, nigga screw that (Grimey)

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

[Pharell
Hey, hey, hey, hey

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