Luyện nghe bài hát Gang's All Here

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

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

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

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

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

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' I emptied the M-1 from the M-P

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

Tackling the majority, bomb with
More than minority, S-T got
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% I get bent
possible that I'm mad, forget I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you shit poppers, put your money where your at
I wit bank stoppers, five-foot Reps who whip ass

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

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

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

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

It's Lidu

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

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

Tactics, I piece are phenomenal
Ask peeps, what drama do the Bummy Jab wreak
He'll tell ya, the boy 'cause straight Skeltah
I got the block sweltering and hot like your beyotch I felt her

So don't fuck wit my head, got I'm buckin' you dead
I'll bend your body like Craftmatic Bed
what you said, for y'all I got nuttin' but lead-o
And stop fuckin' askin' me why 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 get back

Kill out to all our enemies, we all a dem
Kill out to all our enemies, no matter if enemy or friend

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

I stomps through the crack slums of 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
Cold mashin', straight blastin', mobbin'
I rose to large drug dealin' from petty

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We Connecticut, ain't even sweatin' it
Pack up bags bitch, come 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 I'm settin' it

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

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

Over three-hundred thousand fans and never had a hit
H. is the name, MFC's the click
Y'all niggas takin' us out? smokin' the shit

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

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

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

I that, niggas want 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 quick like servin' fiend rock
Understand the scene is locked, when you dead
Hit em in the throat, 'em like the jet black colt

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

Need a replacement killa, hustle 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 mack
Give a mothafucker two to the
Stop, and acting like the shot from your ass whippin'
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
Bing came to me in a 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 spittin' arson, new shit is startin'

But shit changed, you know your range, beg your pardon
like Marv, I'm on the job
First rob and mothafuckers licked the knob
Be like that, when I back time
I feel it deeply, for my 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