Luyện nghe bài hát Gang's All Here

Ayo, I been spittin' rap shit for too long
To let y'all get me hot under my collar through songs
And best get it twisted
My Magnum Force practice Lockdown
And don't you ever forget it

The other half'll feel my brother's wrath that we break
And always been the to take you there like Warren Staples
Blow spots no glock, the show stop when domes pop
You should of stayed ass home bop, you got a flow, not

I set it off on a like the Sentinel
'Cause I was sent to do, murder the crew sayin' I'm
I a few, journals in my nocturnal state
Blaze like an inferno, watch niggas cremate

Too late to run and to Rev. Run
Some blessin' the section, them niggas quick trips to Heaven
murder with the unheard-a, lyritifical
Beneficial you never pursue the issue

The ninth initial thought as to rip the bits 'n'
I kick ass than a little, my rhyme riddle
Your mind's a dead when I hit you
Doin' like I should do, Noyz to my acquittal

Wit no discrepancy, I rip MC with no
tested me, can't let him get the best of me
Wit accuracy, I'll an MC
Spittin' like I the M-1 from the M-P

Wit no apology, unload on property, causing atrocity
At a velocity, mental artillery, military anatomy
After you me call me your majesty for mastering
The art of fastening, grappling, down this rapping thing

Tackling the majority, bomb with
More than minority, S-T got
Rhymin' knowledge and quality
With degree

Kill out to all the enemy, we all a dem
Kill out to all the enemy, don't matter if it's enemy or

Doc ain't nuttin' but the truth, when I get bent
It's that I'm mad, forget I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you poppers, put your money where your mouth at
I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot Reps who ass

Erases coppers, it's mandatory, D O C stay shittin'
Laws and lows to keep you on my di-dick
My foes stay foes so all you jacks need to it
Doc shines, hot lines, and come and get it

And one move, I'm guaranteed to be acquitted
Aiyyo, we gang bangin, through the tri-state
Act up, my MFC niggas'll to bury ya
nuttin scarier, than a five-foot eight nigga

Holding the big toast, yo chest piece shake
I cut niggas like class and glass from dirty
Runnin these streets high-speed at full throttle
Ghetto models, so what the fuck y'all tellin me

Misdemeanor wit raps, wannabe felonies
Fuck sellin trees man, I too much
I lay my raps, get my traps, then I roast the
Y'all niggas boast too much, about the you got
I hope the money save that ass when the get hot

It's Rock

Many think I got it in me 'cause I'm plenty-friendly
It could be I'm skinny
But I'll fuck you up like and Remmy
If any of trash, I'll scream, "Gimme"

To any who make it hard to get away like Tim or
Semi-auto, with a into your track, it cracks
And creeps code, I'm sendin' smoke signals
That's how my be

Tactics, I crack are phenomenal
Ask peeps, what kinda do the Bummy Jab wreak
He'll tell ya, the boy straight Heltah Skeltah
I got the block sweltering and hot like your when I felt her

So don't fuck wit my head, got static I'm you dead
bend your body like Craftmatic Adjustable Bed
Fuck what you said, for I got nuttin' but lead-o
And stop fuckin' askin' me why Ruck cut his
It's up in the air, we buckin' from to where you rest at
In a jet black, expedition to get some get back

Kill out to all our enemies, we all a dem
Kill out to all our enemies, no matter if it's or friend

My militant impervious to submission
Maintain in the rank, in this division
Killa Cartel-N-MFC in
The scene could get bloody, two teams with one

I stomps through the crack of mother Medina
Push to stack funds for my mother Dina
Jux-man, Brooklyn mercenary
Some say it's rap, say it's legendary

The pack that run with me, attack guns swiftly
My young legion niggas got smacked on
mashin', straight blastin', steady mobbin'
I rose to large drug from petty robbin'

Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm holdin' for ransom
generation down to the seeds of your grandson
And blow off like a handgun, niggas at random
Damn son, got love for singin' my anthem

I amp them, my raps spectacular
Forever clappin' the rapper that's bitin' like he
You see what happens to all of fake rhyme fashioners
I disaster to niggas that's claimin' they done mastered the

Art, the next on my chart to mark
You know I wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start
Big gram and low, stay on the d-low
Rollin black in the of the fat Ex-P-O

Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, nines the minimum
In the gat cabin, Tek we make it
You rappin, bitch niggas get bitch smacked when
You yappin, get your shine snatched for flashin'

Straight extorted, like an IRS
You never gonna that gun, so why you bought it?

See you came home frolic, but you fake love
Like the try to get close and lay down bugs
Try to skate but got on, you had to lay
Didn't know niggas got Desert E's and

Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack of Great
Ain't shit changed, see y'all take your gold frames
Spit in your face and I'm a have to smack
Out your ass for tryin to laugh and plus play
(Word up)

We ain't Connecticut, even sweatin' it
up your bags bitch, come with some better shit
Son niggas probably home right now, for real regretting it
I want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm settin' it

Niggas on my dick so much I a saddle
We can it to the streets
(Word up, up)
Bring heat, battle

For your seven-forty Beamer, wit shorty Kima in it
If you you can drive me through Manhattan while I hit it
Everywhere I go, I let 'em Starang's the shit

three-hundred thousand fans and ain't never had a hit
William H. is the name, MFC's the
Y'all niggas takin' us out? Y'all smokin' the

Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys,
Magnum come to take over
Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys,
Magnum Force to take over

SEAN P, you recognize, I be wreckin' guys
Fuckin' cockroaches still breathin' up your
Like D-Con, see Sean be on some shit day one
Spray guns at funny style niggas who gay son

Ruck made the paper, you turn to page one
Butt-fuckin your chick wit a gauge son
Who said that? Ruck said wack shit, aiyyo that
For the headcrack, leave face lumpy like Craig Mack

I that, niggas want beef aiyyo so get back
?Happen in? person cause I'm hurtin' niggas who that
You fuckin' wet back, smack you wit the fuck med's
Then have sex at, the place I park my Lex at

The last gene, green socks
Serve the fans like servin' fiend rock
Understand the is locked, when you dead bolt
Hit em in the throat, ride 'em like the jet colt

the jungle, it's another rumble when I set it so free
And flee his body back to the OGC
I never heard of that nigga, in the place
I hit him in the place, hid the waste

Need a replacement killa, hustle shit so I'm a drug dealer
So for real-a, on point wit the mill-a
Straight give a nigga guillotine
Heads come off the ?lean? wit one

Two tokes the mack tilly
a mothafucker two to the belly
Stop, look and acting like the shot from your ass
Nigga, why you trippin', start slippin' now
Fool keep

It's not over, not over, oh oh

Yo it was on to the next
Spit ink on a page, hostile
No and sour like lemonade
came to me in a dream he said "come clean"

So I and praise, I'm on my way
Gat and pick out the gate
When I see yo say, "You up on your duty?"
Yo my mouth spittin' arson, new is startin'

But ain't shit changed, you know your range, beg pardon
Starv Marv, I'm on the job
First rob and thug licked the knob
Be like that, when I clap time
I feel it deeply, for my niggas I left

I rep for mine, son feel the shine
Can't say no names 'cause all my is on my mind
Yo I'm all about me sonny, hand me
Ha, ha, and yo' ass here to poppa