Luyện nghe bài hát Da Graveyard

It's the one crew in the area

The Big L be lightin' niggas like
Gettin' men to win tits
I'm infants for ten cents
'Cause I'm a genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick that don't even english

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

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

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

Now it's the dictator who's style is
the man with more wild flavors
Than motherfuckin' Now 'n Laters, and I hit 'em well
They automatically go to fuckin'
With me 'cause I 'em hell

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

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

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

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

Yo, I got a death
why I talk so much fuckin' shit
I want these bitch motherfuckers to try to
So I can up this clip and stick the gun
Between they like a cigarette
And let 'em the four fifth

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

'Cause the microphone let's
And you're wonderin' how the fuck did this 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' squads of prison guards in the prison yard

One two through
The microphone nut flew over the walls without 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 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 should run
Because the microphone nut is a motherfuckin' stun gun

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

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

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

It's the 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' garbage M C's to the

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

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

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

And how we do
So you grab the gat and let

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

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

Never up a fast buck ask the last duck
His jewels truck, he got his ass stuck
So what the fuck is you hop?
I'm for slayin' cops
Who's around when I be sprayin' drops
But I ain't givin' a fuck who hit

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