Luyện nghe bài hát Da Graveyard

It's the number one crew in the

The Big L be lightin' niggas incense
men lynched to win tits
I'm killin' for ten cents
I'm a street genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick that don't speak english

I'm makin' ducks shed tears
I buck
I don't have it all upstairs, but who the cares?
I'm grabbin' brews fast swiggas
I get cash and stash and harass them bitch ass niggas

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

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

Now it's the dictator who's style is
It's the man with more wild
motherfuckin' Now 'n Laters, and rappers I hit 'em well
They automatically go to heaven
With me I give 'em hell

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

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

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

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

Yo, I got a wish
That's why I talk so much fuckin'
I these bitch 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 fifth

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

the microphone let's loose
And you're wonderin' how the did this madman get cut loose?
25 consecutive 25 the life is
For murderin' up some fuckin' white
These were the of the prison guards
Then I startin' killin' squads of prison guards in the yard

One two through
The microphone nut over the prison walls without a clue
And now I'm decked to hawk shit and talk
Whoever shit, I leave 'em unconscious
I run through ya with a and german Luger
like Das EFX straight out the fuckin' sewer

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

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

Pound for the best around
No way you can get up when I get
I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit like
And beat a nigga ass silly on da one
a fuckin' Jay ill with skill
So ladies up I get around like a wheel
I'm never off chronic skills are bionic

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

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

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

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

I'm lethal, eatin'
Not Jeffery Dahmer I'm the
Head or gut like
So what cha
Yo, I'm strapped with the gats step up plap,
I'm leavin' caps in back fool

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

And how we do
So you grab the gat and let

Yo, rat, tat, tat I got the gat
we ghost man a punk
I let it roast and leave pussy ass comatose
I'm shootin' up like the is
Fuck
I'll blow out a niggas

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

Never past up a fast buck ask the last
His jewels were truck, he got his ass
So what the fuck is you hop?
I'm wanted for cops
Who's ever around when I be drops
But I givin' a fuck who gets hit

Niggas coppin' pleas but I ain't tryin' to shit
burn you faggot niggas like toast
If you die and back I shoot your spirit
Now your ass is just a Holy
You tried to play me to the
You put a target on your head
you're marked for death