Luyện nghe bài hát Gang's All Here

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

The other half'll feel my brother's wrath that we break
And always been the type to take you there like Staples
Blow spots with no glock, the show when domes pop
You should of your 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 I'm merciful
I wrote a few, in my nocturnal state
Blaze like an inferno, niggas just cremate

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

The initial thought as to rip the bits 'n' kibbles
I kick ass more a little, my rhyme riddle
Your a dead vegetable when I hit you
like I should do, bringin' Noyz to my acquittal

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

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

the majority, bomb with authority
More than minority, S-T got
since knowledge and quality
With degree

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

Doc ain't nuttin' but the truth, 100% I get bent
It's possible I'm mad, forget I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you shit poppers, put your money your mouth at
I roll wit bank stoppers, Reps who whip 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 need to quit it
Doc shines, hot lines, and come and get it

And one false move, I'm to be acquitted
Aiyyo, we bangin, through the tri-state area
Act up, my MFC niggas'll to bury ya
Ain't nuttin scarier, a five-foot eight nigga

Holding the big toast, make yo chest shake
I cut niggas like class and glass from bottles
Runnin through these high-speed at full throttle
Ghetto role models, so 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 the dutch
niggas boast too much, about the shit you got
I hope the money save that ass the shit get hot

It's Lidu

Many think I ain't got it in me I'm plenty-friendly
It could be I'm skinny
But I'll you up like Henny and Remmy
If any of trash, we'll scream, "Gimme"

To any who it hard to get away like Tim or Penny
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 piece are
Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the Jab wreak
He'll tell ya, the boy straight Heltah Skeltah
I got the block sweltering and hot like your beyotch when I her

So don't fuck wit my head, got I'm buckin' you dead
I'll bend your body Craftmatic Adjustable Bed
Fuck what you said, for y'all I got nuttin' but
And fuckin' askin' me why Ruck cut his dreads
It's up in the air, we buckin' from here to you rest at
In a jet black, expedition fishin' to get some get

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

My militant mind's impervious to
Maintain in the rank, glorious in this
Killa in collision
The scene could get bloody, two teams one mission

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

The pack that run with me, attack with swiftly
My young niggas got smacked on one-fifty
Cold mashin', blastin', steady mobbin'
I rose to large drug dealin' from petty

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

I amp them, spittin' my spectacular
Forever clappin' the that's bitin' like he Dracula
You see what happens to all of these fake rhyme
I bring disaster to niggas that's claimin' they done the

Art, who's the next on my to mark
You know I swim wit the shark, why y'all niggas start
Big gram and knee low, stay on the
Rollin in the back of the fat Ex-P-O

Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, baby nines the
In the gat cabin, Tek we it happen
You just rappin, bitch niggas get bitch smacked
You start yappin, get your snatched for flashin'

Straight extorted, an IRS audit
You never gonna bust gun, so why you bought it?

See you home frolic, but you show fake love
Like the Feds try to get close and lay bugs
Try to but got schemed on, you had to lay
know niggas got Desert E's and PK's

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

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

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

For your Beamer, wit your shorty Kima in it
If you platinum you can drive me through Manhattan 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, the click
Y'all takin' us out? Y'all smokin' the shit

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

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

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

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

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

Through the jungle, another rumble when I set it so free
And from his body back to the OGC
I heard of that nigga, in the first place
I hit him in the worst place, hid the

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

Two tokes from the tilly
Give a mothafucker two to the
Stop, look and acting like the shot from your ass
Nigga, why you trippin', don't start now
Fool flippin'

not over, it's not over, oh oh

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

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

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

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