Luyện nghe bài hát Drop A Gem On Em

It's the infamous back in the house once
Livin' the life that of and guns and now gems pulls
Gats like a base head, pulls on stems the got the bomb
Run out and tell a drop a gem on 'em

Take a tire, all these fake crooks need to
They gotcha gassed, takin' and snatch fire outcha maggot ass
Havoc for the Q B C
that ass like a lucie, though I need to quit

Fuck it, I love it a cloud
Over the projects your game I'm it
Its combat, bangers and all that
You'se a cat, whatever you on get off that

I mention, nuthin' but the shit presentin'
The hollow tip crew 41st side try for?
You half-steppin a fresh tec out of the box
Yo niggas I'm
(There's no question)

Bitch ass have you
Like a D T left in of depression
You pressure, intact no doubt catcher
The snitch-snatcher wit asthma
You Casper, you my name

only givin' me props
Plus the fans that you got, what's got you hot
It's too not, knocked out the box and got
Got raped on the island, you officially got kick that thug
magazine on some love shit
(Keep it real kid, you don't who you fuckin' wit)

the infamous back in the house once again
Livin' the life that of diamonds and guns and now pulls
Gats like a base head, pulls on the Mobb got the bomb
Run out and a friend drop a gem on 'em

It's the infamous back in the once again
Livin' the that of diamonds and guns and now gems pulls
Gats like a base head, pulls on stems the got the bomb
Run out and tell a friend a gem on 'em

Yeah likewise, I'm of rap guys whose faggots
shuteye and swole up your whole outside
I baptize, niggas get wet, put up your
claptized and set straight, put on your head straight

Watch out for, upstate cats be leary of you
Yeddy niggas wit plus the walls on they backs
Rikers flashback of the house you got scuffed it in
You would think you gettin' your head was enough but then

Now you got at my team
You must of been drunk when you wrote that
Too bad you had to did it to your own
My rebellion, I retaliate, I had the New York state

Aimin at face at the gate
Bottom line of top soon as you came
Shot through, don't even know the of my crew
I got a hundred strong arm niggas to rock the shit
Clocks tick, your days are numbered in low

You look suspicious, niggas is bitches
Get up, grade A meat, somethin' delicious
And back up, 2 G's, one for stitches
Then reconstruct face and learn how to speak again

My Mobb's like a bunch of wild Puerto
Wit bangers the size of African
It's in the arena, you turn arenas into house of horrors
terrodome, when you see my click you need to run behind shit
You gotta gat you find it

And use that shit think fast and get
Of in Manhattan you knew what happened
60 g's and one for gun
Who Shot Ya? You'd probably scream louder an opera

New York gotcha, now you use my mob as a crutch
What makes you think you get bucked again
Once again, back in the house again

Live the life that of diamonds and
And now gems pull gats a basehead pull on stems
The got the bomb run out and tell a friend
It's the