Luyện nghe bài hát Drop A Gem On Em

It's the back in the house once again
Livin' the life of diamonds and guns and now gems pulls
Gats like a head, pulls on stems the Mobb got the bomb
Run out and tell a friend 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
Smoke ass like a lucie, though I need to quit

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

I mention, nuthin' but the real shit
The hollow tip crew 41st convention try for?
You half-steppin like a 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 under pressure, intact no catcher
The snitch-snatcher wit asthma
You Casper, you yell my

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

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

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

likewise, I'm tired of rap guys whose faggots
Pure shuteye and up your whole outside
I baptize, niggas get wet, put up backside
You're and set straight, put on your head straight

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

Now you wanna got at my
You must of drunk when you wrote that shit
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, even know the half of my crew
I got a strong arm niggas ready to rock the shit
Clocks tick, days are numbered in low digits

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

My Mobb's like a bunch of Puerto Ricans
Wit bangers the of African spears
It's warfare in the arena, you turn arenas house of horrors
It's terrodome, when you see my click you need to run behind
You gotta gat you betta it

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

New gotcha, now you wanna use my mob as a crutch
What you think you can't get bucked again
Once again, back in the house again

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