Luyện nghe bài hát Four Seasons

Bitch!
city, yo
Yo, yo doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint the rare moon
pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you and then me and meth exchange
For money, to your arrest anklet
I take it all, if not, here's a
Bricks, be shooting ones with bail bonds men
I'm constant, on paper chase
zip codes from bricks to 8-1-8
Doc serve til you lickin' the
Battle royal, in the ring smoking doc out of oil
Fire to the roof of you apartment
Hit 95 then I hide with the
Down south, the forty-four
I'm a dolo nigga, you a nigga
I'm an uptown shopper, you a nigga
Westside highway running, nigga

I'm the of the ghetto
The homicidal
I empty niggas out cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking down to gravel
I got the heat right here, we got to travel
I'm bigger producers, I figured out you losers
I my longevity confuse ya
Big game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal king
Phantom menace, that's why niggas make faces like they guinness
they realize I'm not finished
I've been paid, been platinum, been spittin', uh
Been eatin', been and you know I'm shittin'
links, chinky-eyed blonde haired honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks
Black thugs with white minks, ready to jack the
Bend little wifee over help her stretch out the kinks
why ya niggas freeze when I step up in the building
The godfather's here blessings to his children
Carats shine, the all mine
Can't believe these cats is poppin' about papers in their rhymes
Or bodies collect, black gotti shot a tech
Them gangsta will have you ass up in an ambulance
Cats ain't live, look up in my
We can do one more time, I'll let you decide
The swigger, I clock twelve figgas
Think giuliani's I got some real shit for niggas
Never been defeated, retreated
Made the to be seated until my mission's completed
Get loose, get loose, man get loose
What the world gonna do my dogs get loose?
(blaze one) one (blaze one) blaze one
Blaze, blaze, one

Now four corners, four
mc's with four reasons to bring this game to its knees
And why you down there, suck my
My motto is fuck it
Hit the smoke shop and blow my
abusing my bitch, using my shit
I'm hanging off the roof with one hand, my grip
Now y'all don't wanna see me do that, now do
Go straight cuckoo and rap, do you?
I do my best work stressed out and pressure
Deep inside the is where you'll find my buried treasure
I'm still wild, still
gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual
Sing a song of
full of chits
Too many be on john gotti's dick
Now this is that we don't rehearse
Put rap shit second, and hip-hop first

Easy, ain't nann niggas spitting me
Nor motherfuckin' inc
Niggas will pass me, me in the face, ask me
Are really holdin' weight or did somebody gas me?
Ja be the myth, reggie hand me the fifth let me
lil' man made me give him a lift
So you with gangstas
I'm up to a lot of other shit
Murderers is the clique, niggas can't with
Try it (hataz) you gonna get to the heart
tonight by the four-four
Niggas want than a little bit, hot shit
L.l. an red
Ja rule with hot nix I'm the best at that
So explain this
We ride so well, head game from hell
I love them yell, my name
Rule baby, and shit gon' change, uh, uh