Luyện nghe bài hát Gang's All Here

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

The other half'll my brother's wrath that we break through
And always the type to take you there like Warren Staples
Blow 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 mission the Sentinel
'Cause I was to do, murder the crew sayin' I'm merciful
I wrote a few, journals in my state
Blaze like an inferno, niggas just cremate

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

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

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

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

Tackling the majority, with authority
More minority, S-T got seniority
Rhymin' since and quality
college degree

Kill out to all the enemy, we all a dem
Kill out to all the enemy, matter if it's enemy or friend

Doc ain't nuttin' but the truth, 100% when I get
It's possible that I'm mad, I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you shit poppers, put your money where mouth at
I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot who whip ass

Erases coppers, it's mandatory, that D O C shittin'
Laws and lows to you hoes 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 bangin, through the tri-state area
Act up, my MFC have to bury ya
Ain't scarier, than a five-foot eight nigga

Holding the big toast, make yo chest piece
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, then I roast the
Y'all niggas boast too much, the shit you got
I hope the money that ass when the shit get hot

Lidu Rock

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

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

Tactics, I crack are phenomenal
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 your beyotch when I felt her

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

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

My militant mind's to submission
Maintain in the rank, glorious in division
Cartel-N-MFC in collision
The scene could get bloody, two teams with one

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

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

Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm brothers for ransom
Operation generation down to the seeds of grandson
And blow off a handgun, hittin' niggas at random
son, got love for thugs 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 these fake fashioners
I bring disaster to niggas that's claimin' they mastered the

Art, who's the next on my chart to
You know I wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start
Big and knee low, stay on the d-low
Rollin black in the back of the fat

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

Straight extorted, an IRS audit
You gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it?

See you came home frolic, but you show fake
Like the Feds try to get close and lay bugs
Try to but got schemed on, you had to lay
Didn't niggas got Desert E's and PK's

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

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

on my dick so much I brought a saddle
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 while I hit it
Everywhere I go, I let 'em know Starang's the

Over 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 the shit

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

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

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

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

The last 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 of that nigga, in the first place
I hit him in the worst place, hid the

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

Two from the mack tilly
Give a two to the belly
Stop, look and acting like the shot your ass whippin'
Nigga, why you trippin', don't slippin' now
Fool flippin'

It's not over, not over, oh oh

Yo it was on to the next
Spit ink on a page, hostile
No sugar and 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
When I see yo say, "You back up on duty?"
Yo my spittin' arson, new shit is startin'

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

I rep for mine, here son feel the
say no names 'cause all my niggas is on my mind
Yo I'm all about me sonny, hand me
Ha, ha, and yo' ass here to poppa