Luyện nghe bài hát Four Seasons

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

I'm the of the ghetto
The homicidal
I empty niggas out cristal bottles, uh
I battle, I'm breaking bentleys down to gravel
I got the right here, we ain't got to travel
I'm bigger than producers, I out you losers
I knew my longevity ya
Big game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal james
Phantom menace, that's why niggas make like they drinking guinness
When realize I'm not finished
I've been paid, I've platinum, been spittin', uh
Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm
links, chinky-eyed blonde haired honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks
Black thugs with white minks, ready to the brink
Bend your little 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 world all
believe these cats is poppin' shit about papers in their rhymes
Or they collect, black gotti shot a tech
gangsta visions will have you ass up in an ambulance
Cats ain't live, up in my eyes
We can do this one more time, I'll let you
The swigger, I clock twelve figgas
Think rough I got some real shit for niggas
Never defeated, niggas retreated
Made the choice to be seated my mission's completed
Get loose, get loose, man get loose
What the world do when my dogs get loose?
(blaze one) one (blaze one) blaze one
Blaze, blaze, one

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

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