Luyện nghe bài hát Da Graveyard

It's the number one crew in the

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

I'm makin' ducks much tears
I buck
I don't have it all upstairs, but who the fuck
I'm brews takin' fast swiggas
I get cash and figures and harass them bitch ass niggas

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

I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin'
I get more by accident
Then niggas get on purpose
I got spots from New York to Canada
'Cause Big L be fuckin' more keys than a janitor

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pound for the best around
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 treat me like
Respect that I'll peel a punks cap and sign it
Creep through your block fuck a I step
Through your neighborhood with nothing but a rep
I'm giving these ladies something they can feel 'cause I'm
Ya man get line and it's kill, kill, kill

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

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 niggas off the roof said you wanna be the four guy
So around you'll be a dead man
I get hype tonite's the night Redman
Nuff to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check yourself I ain't workin' with a full deck

I'm lethal, people
Not Dahmer I'm the sequel
Head or gut like
So cha want?
Yo, I'm strapped the gats step up plap, plap
I'm leavin' in your back fool

I rip wanna say peace to hip hop
A nigga 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 ask me how I'm gettin' jewels
I say big up big up a stick 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 man a punk
I let it roast and leave your pussy ass
I'm shootin' up the west is
suggestions
I'll blow out a niggas

dip fast quick fast or you won't 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 spill is still in effect
Constantly grand larceny
Arsony niggas don't no parts of me

Never up a fast buck ask the last duck
His were truck, he got his ass stuck
So the fuck is you sayin' hop?
I'm wanted for slayin'
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 you faggot niggas like toast
If you die and come back I shoot spirit
Now your ass is a Holy Ghost
You tried to me to the left
You better put a on your head
you're marked for death