Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Nigga Hill Figga

I'm let these motherfuckers know something

We happen to be them, live
(Don't try)
Niggaz, do or die
Fizzy Womack, y'all, hillfigga
One that'll put the on ya quicker, nigga

We happen to be them, niggaz
(Don't try)
Niggaz, do or die
Fizzy Womack, y'all, true
One that'll put the on ya quicker, nigga

We brought a very raw
From the history of slinging
To the history of rap from the history of misery
The Brownsville, Brooklyn,

(William and)
Womack, pa
It's that you get your shit blown back, pa
The is still real, we own that, pa
(Cock the chrome)
you don't clap, pa

What it look when they on the pipe
Slinging the same as fame cream all night
(Gotta get my on)
Go 'head 'cause I what it be like
When you got no bread, you down and out

People they back at you
Even the chicas try to the rap in you
I got gratitude, baby, I mad at you
I bet you that pussy is as your attitude

that down as I step off, no frown
Keep that smile like always
people getting fucked up in these raw days
But they can be left to stretch in they

I got family CI to B'ville
We no evil, bitch, nigga, we real
(Now slide)
Slide before I turn this conversation a motherfucking homicide

We happen to be them, niggaz
(Don't try)
Niggaz, do or die
Fizzy Womack, y'all, true
Berkuance, live
(Hillfigga)

Now I don't know if you remember me,
(William Berkuance)
From downtown swingin' and slinging is no
Watch these real niggaz, crowds
you pathetic, diabetic ass niggaz ain't allowed

I'm not a gangster and I lie
I've always been to die
(So worst come to worst)
I'll my shit out first
I'll feel better in an Elderado, in a hearse

it's time to roll you know where them thugs at
(First Family)
You know where my at
up to my peers who survived through the Blood
Sweat and Tears, here to a hundred

We won't or switch or aim or pitch
We dedicated to dominating the shit
Holla-holler, I know what I may to do
(You my motto)
past and slash your crew

If I'm you, it's on
Keep your head up I won't let up till your ass is gone
(Come on)
So now you me
the hell-raising, gun-blazing, BD

We happen to be them, niggaz
(Don't try)
Niggaz, do or die
Womack, y'all true hillfigga
One that'll put the on ya quicker, nigga

Can I hear silence? For the that's deceased
in peace, ya', still with me
(Ya')
And I still old feel with me
I'm to the game

Whether it's the streets or rap thing
I'm gon' maintain a Brooklyn
I'm the judge, and the executioner
(What? What?)

I'm used to the automatic
(The calibre)
And the crime scenes
You know my name, I've been to flip
the environment where they be firing whole clips

So your man stop flinchin'
Stand at attention and for the lynchin'
(Firing Squad)
With the same
(The of the best)
And we saved the best for