Luyện nghe bài hát Da Graveyard

It's the one crew in the area

The Big L be lightin' niggas like
Gettin' men lynched to win
I'm infants for ten cents
'Cause I'm a genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick that even speak english

I'm makin' shed much tears
I queers
I don't it all upstairs, but who the fuck cares?
I'm grabbin' brews fast swiggas
I get cash and stash figures and harass bitch ass niggas

After you you're gonna get next, and if ya squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard
A nine is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much led
Can use they dick for a

I'm known for snatchin' purses and churches
I get more pussy by
Then most niggas get on
I got drug from New York to Canada
'Cause Big L be fuckin' with more keys a janitor

Now the dictator who's style is greater
It's the man with more flavors
Than motherfuckin' Now 'n Laters, and rappers I hit 'em
They automatically go to heaven
With me 'cause I 'em hell

So don't try to front
When your style is out just like a Oshkosh jumpsuit
I'm out to collect
I'm on some Wu Tang shit so protect ya fuckin' neck
Not a model I'm a bad figure
When it to rap I got skills out the ass nigga

I got it locked like a
Rap without finesse is the N B A without Jordan
So all ya New Jacks wack raps
a fact that, I'll be on your fuckin' back like a napsack
It ain't shit you can me
'Cause bitches still jock me a motherfuckin' L P

the number one crew in the area
Known for sendin' M C's to the graveyard

It's the one crew in the area
Known for sendin' M C's to the graveyard

Yo, I got a wish
That's why I talk so much fuckin'
I want these motherfuckers to try to flip
So I can fill up this and stick the gun
they lips like a cigarette
And let 'em smoke the four

I fool, I buy
No need to lie or cry it's motherfuckers to die
Because to me is like sex
And if my brain was a of cards I'd be missing a whole deck
Strap up a mac, clack clack motherfuckers are runnin' rats
The blind are fuckin' crazed cats

'Cause the let's loose
And you're wonderin' how the fuck did madman get cut loose?
From 25 25 the life is
For murderin' up fuckin' white kids
These were the kids of the prison
I startin' killin' squads of prison guards in the prison yard

One two through
The microphone nut flew over the prison walls a clue
And now I'm decked to shit and talk shit
Whoever shit, I leave 'em unconscious
I run through ya a maneuver and german Luger
Wreck like Das EFX straight out the fuckin'

Please show me where the is at
While they quarter the sack
I crack backs like cracker jacks
So I'm the one you should run
Because the microphone nut is like a stun gun

The way I
No way you stop
I shock pop and drop Jay gets hot
When I'm in the better hold ya own
'Cause I to break when I finish a poem

for pound the best around
No way you can get up when I get
I rattle and roll and wreck shit like none
And beat a ass half silly on da one
a fuckin' Jay ill with skill
So ladies step up I get around a wheel
I'm never chokin' off chronic skills are

will treat me like Onyx
Respect that I'll peel a punks cap back and it
Creep through your block a glock I step
Through your neighborhood with nothing but a rep
I'm giving these ladies they can feel 'cause I'm real
Ya man get outta and it's kill, kill, kill

It's the number one crew in the
Known for sendin' M C's to the graveyard

It's the number one in the area
Known for sendin' M C's to the graveyard

Yo, ya, step up and you'll get played like the fry
I'm throwin' niggas off the roof said you wanna be the guy
So mess around you'll be a man
I get hype tonite's the night like
Nuff to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check yourself 'cause I ain't with a full deck

I'm lethal, people
Not Dahmer I'm the sequel
or gut like illegal
So what cha
Yo, I'm strapped with the gats up plap, plap
I'm caps in your back fool

I rip tracks wanna say to hip hop
A nigga disagree it on and get dropped
I get wreck I'm party arty so hit the
The kid with the tech smokin' niggas cigarettes
Now some ask me how I'm gettin'
I say big up big up it's a up, stick up
I and move

And how we do
So you the gat and let loose

Yo, rat, tat, tat I got the gat
Nigga we ghost man a
I let it roast and leave your pussy ass
I'm shootin' up the west is
suggestions
I'll blow out a intestines

Better dip quick fast or you won't last
One blast will put ass in a body cast
And I be for rep get ill in a sec
Nine mil on your blood spill is still in effect
Constantly comittin' grand
Arsony niggas want no parts of me

past up a fast buck ask the last duck
His jewels were truck, he got his ass
So what the fuck is you hop?
I'm for slayin' cops
Who's ever when I be sprayin' drops
But I givin' a fuck who gets hit

Niggas coppin' pleas but I ain't tryin' to hear
I'll burn you faggot like toast
If you die and come I shoot your spirit
Now your ass is a Holy Ghost
You tried to play me to the
You better put a on your head
'Cause you're for death