Luyện nghe bài hát Cut Throat

Hustlenomics, eh Joc, up nigga?
A nigga quick produced shit? Hell yeah
Shit crazy,

My cut throat, my niggas cut throat
I got some on the East and the West Coast
Them on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My cut throat, my niggas cut throat
I got some on the East and the West Coast
They whip real good, they got the best doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

I'm straight for your neck, dawg
blade hecklered and cocked
In California, niggas, back on the
I'm from Compton, motherfucker, the of Gs
We ain't got pretty bitches but we got of these

All my niggas cut throat, gang and cut throat
Original bad boys, nigga, even know
We ain't mad Pac, we know who did it
We just mad that him and Big got in [Incomprehensible]

I was 16 then, nigga inspired
Now me and Joc ridin, homie, put that on the
If hip hop was a I'd set it on fire
And everybody to burn except Mya

Now, you, bitch
I rescue all my niggas first, then let em' fuck you,
On the East Coast, them niggas say I'm hot
And when I'm in the South you can ask Yung Joc

My niggas cut throat, my cut throat
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
Them on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My niggas cut throat, my niggas cut
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
They whip game real good, got the best doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

Eh, I know some edge zonin till they reach the course
Yeah, head banging for less than a brick or so
Well acquainted with fiends and even dope
My niggas work the beams and they dope at it

Hey, nigga, you don't want no
Holes throw chest, hard to breathe, like asthmatics
Just like Big, tell them niggas, kidnap kids
Fuck em in the ass and throw em the bridge

When I'm on the East I'm ballin' with that cat
Bad bitches everywhere, they all on my Jimmy
We blowin sour Ds, hundred packs
I fuck real Gs like the Diplomats

When I'm in Cali, nigga, we blow
Call my nigga Cavi to smoke my stress
The only coats you'll see, locs and suits or moguls
Chirp my nigga JT Lo in the booths, over

My niggas cut throat, my niggas cut
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
Them on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My cut throat, my niggas cut throat
I got killers on the East and the West Coast
They whip game real good, they got the doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

Yeah, now to Yung Joc, another one to block
You can meet me in the hood, the runnin on my drop
And we was just runnin from the
coco coco with the stove or two wonders with the pots

I as a pumper on the block
Either you slang rock or you had that wicked jump shot
or, there was no in between
It was either be poor or coke to the fiends

20 it cost, I was hopin 19
[Incomprehensible] I indulged the
the murders and plus the burglars
The fly willie niggas when start swerving up

In them fly rides like the high side
Till they go slippin and you catch em from the blind
Tap the glass and you it to them 9 times
He owes some cash but he didn't the timer

My niggas cut throat, my cut throat
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
braids on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My cut throat, my niggas cut throat
I got killers on the East and the West Coast
They whip real good, they got the best doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe