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 best don't get it
My Force practice Operation Lockdown
And you clowns ever forget it

The other half'll my brother's wrath that we break through
And always been the type to take you there like Staples
spots with 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 I'm merciful
I wrote a few, journals in my nocturnal
Blaze an inferno, watch niggas just cremate

Too to run and turn to Rev. Run
blessin' the section, givin' them niggas quick trips to Heaven
Straight murder with the unheard-a,
Beneficial that you never pursue the

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

Wit no discrepancy, I rip MC no referee
Devil 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 your property, atrocity
At a rapid velocity, artillery, military anatomy
After you battle me me your majesty for mastering
The art of fastening, grappling, locking this rapping thing

Tackling the majority, bomb authority
than minority, S-T got seniority
Rhymin' since and quality
With degree

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

Doc ain't nuttin' but the truth, 100% I get bent
It's that 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, five-foot 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 jackers and get it

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

Holding the big toast, make yo piece shake
I cut niggas like class and glass from bottles
Runnin through these streets at full throttle
Ghetto role models, so what the y'all tellin me

Misdemeanor cats wit raps, felonies
Fuck trees man, I smoke too much
I lay my raps, get my traps, I roast the dutch
Y'all niggas too much, about the shit you got
I the money save that ass when the shit get hot

It's Rock

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

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

Tactics, I crack piece are
Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the Bummy Jab
tell ya, the boy 'cause 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 buckin' you
I'll bend your body like Craftmatic 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 here to where you 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 mind's impervious to
Maintain in the rank, glorious in division
Killa Cartel-N-MFC in
The scene could get bloody, two teams one mission

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

The pack that run with me, attack with guns
My young legion niggas got on one-fifty
Cold mashin', straight blastin', mobbin'
I rose to large drug dealin' from robbin'

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

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

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

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

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

See you came home frolic, but you show 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 a pack of Great Danes
Ain't shit changed, see y'all niggas take gold frames
Spit in your face and I'm a have to smack
Out your ass for tryin to laugh and play games
(Word up)

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

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

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

Over thousand fans and ain't never had a hit
William H. is the name, the click
Y'all niggas takin' us out? smokin' the shit

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

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

Ruck made the paper, you turn to page one
Butt-fuckin chick wit a mothafuckin' gauge son
Who that? Ruck 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? person cause I'm hurtin' who said that
You fuckin' wet back, smack you wit the fuck med's
Then have sex at, the same I park my Lex at

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

Through the jungle, it's another rumble 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 worst place, hid the

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

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

It's not over, not over, oh oh

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

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

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

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