Luyện nghe bài hát Da Graveyard

It's the number one in the area

The Big L be lightin' niggas like
men lynched to win tits
I'm infants 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' shed much tears
I buck
I don't it all upstairs, but who the fuck cares?
I'm grabbin' brews fast swiggas
I get and stash figures and harass them bitch ass niggas

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

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

Now the dictator who's style is greater
It's the man with wild flavors
Than motherfuckin' Now 'n Laters, and 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 neck nigga
Not a model I'm a bad figure
When it to rap I got skills out the ass nigga

I got it locked a warden
Rap without finesse is like the N B A without
So all ya New Jacks kickin' wack
It's a fact that, be on your fuckin' back like a napsack
It shit you can tell me
'Cause bitches still jock me without a L P

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

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

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

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

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

One two everybody's
The microphone nut flew over the prison without a clue
And now I'm decked to hawk and talk shit
flaunts shit, I leave 'em unconscious
I run ya with a maneuver and german Luger
Wreck like Das EFX out the fuckin' sewer

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

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

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

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

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 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 said you wanna be the four guy
So around you'll be a dead man
I get hype the night like Redman
respect to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check yourself 'cause I workin' with a full deck

I'm lethal, eatin'
Not Jeffery 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 say peace 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' like cigarettes
Now ask me how I'm gettin' jewels
I say big up big up it's a stick up, up
I stick and

And how we do
So you the gat and let loose

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

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

Never up a fast buck ask the last duck
His jewels were truck, he got his ass
So what the fuck is you sayin'
I'm wanted for cops
Who's ever around when I be sprayin'
But I ain't a fuck who gets hit

Niggas coppin' pleas but I 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 Holy
You to play me to the left
You better put a on your head
'Cause you're marked for